"Still staring at him with those huge, wide eyes, she just nodded yes, sohe moved between her legs and slowly allowed his engorged manhood toenter her...womanhood.Expecting resistance, he was surprised to slide right in. Looking aroundfor what he suspected was the reason, he saw what he had first thoughtwas a modern art sculpture on the small table next to her bed. Hercollection of dildos and vibrators included some that were much largerthan his erection. "I don't have to worry about deflowering. Then we’re back in the neat suburbs of the city ... Standing with Charley, with the street behind her as she talks direct to camera. We can see the middle-aged runner approaching from the distance at a medium paced jog. “We’re here in Southampton on the south coast of England, on a beautiful summer’s day, to meet a lady who doesn’t understand the meaning of the word ‘quit’...”As the runner approaches, we can see that she’s a tall, slim and mature lady with long, light brown hair and high. At least there she was safe from further displays of her effectively naked upper body. In one last rush she dashed out of the rain and stopped to lean back against the wall to catch her breath. Her head went back, the better to get the air to her lungs and closed her eyes to push back the sudden tiredness from the forced run. Breathing deeply she stood there for what seemed an age until she could breathe normally again. Opening her eyes she physically jumped in shock. Not five metres away from. She entered fifteen minutes later.I don’t know if she was feeling guilty or it was an attempted birthday gift, but laying next to me, she reached into my shorts and gently grabbed my dick. I couldn’t remember the last time I had yelled at her, and I guess she decided that conciliatory was the way to go. “I know we’ve grown a little distant lately, honey, but we can work it out. You know I love you.”We hadn’t had sex in more than five weeks and we hadn’t made love in years. I would have liked to.