"I did just that and she did come again.Chapter 3A little bit more about our past. As I mentioned neither of us had much sexual experience. I don't kn...w if that is good or bad. I am glad she didn't have much experience but kind of wish I did. Not for any double standards or anything like that. I just wish I knew more. I spent too many years on the "just stick it in and cum routine." I did have a couple of one night stands. No affairs, not even flings. Just every once in a while a stop at a bar,. I couldn’t believe how she had the hair mostly shaved off with a little strip of it, maybe an inch wide, coming down to her slit and stopping there. By now, I usually had a huge boner and would be playing with myself.Then she would walk over to the bath tub where I could just see her from her head to her feet. I loved the view of her from behind walking over to the tub. She would climb in and bathe herself pretty much the same way every night I watched, but I now had a pretty good shot of her. I smiled to myself as I hurried into the bedroom to strip to my skin. (That, in itself, was not unusual. It's always the first thing I do when I get home.)I went out to the kitchen, my boner waving around in front of me. I pushed it under Millie's crotch and pressed against her, grabbing two handfuls of tit as I did. Millie laughed and clamped her legs together on my hard on. She reached behind me with a (cold) wet hand and grabbed my ass. I lowered my lips to her neck and gave her a kiss. It. ” I guided my throbbing erection to her opening and entered her in one hard thrust.“Oh fuck,“ she yelped. “My god, you’re so much bigger than Richard.” She took a deep breath. “Oh yes, c’mon Mark, fuck me hard… make me cum, treat me like a naughty wife.”She was tight around my shaft — I was definitely stretching her — as I increased speed, pumping her long and hard.“Oh, fuck, yes,” she panted. “Are you enjoying this?”I groaned and smacked her sexy ass, leaving a red handprint.“No, don’t do.