Not even so much as a playful slap on the rear or a handshake? How many? I possess such knowledge. I know that I will never rise with the morning sun ...nd be greeted by that face. Don’t speak to me of desire. Yet there are those who see desire as a physical thing only. All that they know of desire is what little tidbits their lust inflamed loins will allow their mind. A stiff dick… maybe a pair of hard nipples… a wet twat. This is desire? They know nothing. They have not wanted the precious. It was paining. My cock is 7 inches long & 3-inch width. She laid down & told me to come over her. I started to insert my cock into her pussy. It was really tight. 1st thrust it went half.She screamed. That made me mad. 2nd thrust filled her pussy with my road. She was a hell of a pain. It was like fucking a virgin cunt. I was thrusting like a mad dog. She was with mixed emotions. After a few minutes, she felt pleasure. Fucked her in doggy style for few minutes. Took my road out & she was. She’s just seated herself when she heard the bedroom open, shut and the click of the lock, he was in the room. Footsteps came toward where she sat. She couldn’t wait, she began to urinate.He kept coming, he knelt in front of her. Her panties were down around her ankles, it was embarrassing, she flushed red. He stroked her face, “You’re beautiful,” he said then lightly caressed her thighs.She parted her legs at his touch, her silver pubic hair, a mass of gray curls obscured his view, “Hold. ” Joan had already removed his pants, so Paul quickly took off his shirt and climbed on the bed beside her. They kissed, tongues dancing. They touched, gazing into each other’s eyes. He cupped her breast, eliciting a soft moan of appreciation. Then he moved down and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking gently, teasing it with his tongue. “Oh Paul, that feels so wonderful!” He sucked harder, then moved to the other nipple, not wanting it to feel jealous. Her hands moved to his head, holding him.