Disorientation had me screwing my face up with concentration before Iremembered whose bedroom I was in."Hello, sleepyhead," she said. "How long have y...u been there?" Elevenish." Thank you." She took a deep breath. "After..., you know, it was nice towake up next to you." Bad one?"She actually shuddered, I felt it distinctly."Old folks' home... Can you imagine, one of the staff... with one of theresidents. She had dementia..."She turned to the ceiling. "Sometimes I think that what happens to. " I love you and trust you." Mark repeated. It seemed to calm him somehow, and he looked deep into her eyes, and saw nothing but kindness and love looking him back. He repeated the words, and they seemed to hit a cord somewhere deep down inside him, "I love you, and trust you Christi, but your moving so fast I can't take it all in. I'm scared to death. You have to know that. Don't you?" Of course dear, I'm not going to give you a chance to get away. Your mine now, and you'll just have to take. I wasn’t giving him swhat he wanted immediately. He shoved his ass back to meet each stroke. I grabbed his hips and pulled him back as I slid my cock into him. I sped up and gave him full smooth strokes, my cock going deep into his ass as he writhed on the mattress, stroking his now hard cock too. It felt so good and I wanted it to last. I pulled my cock out all the way, his ass staying open, waiting for my cock to fill it. I plunged my cock into his ass, each time pulling in completely out and. On instinct, I grabbed his hair in a death grip. Actually pushing his head closer. I moaned his name with abandon over and over, like a chant. He responded, going deeper and proceeding to slowly begin to finger me. My breath coming out in rapid rise and falls of my chest. His other hand snakes up my body and massages my breast through the black lace of my bra. He adds a second finger to his tease. The pace doubled, me rapidly coming to the edge. The added finger slowly becomes pleasurable as.