Jen was in the kitchen when John got home fixing his favorite meal looking as good as ever, asking what the occasion was she just replied she had miss...d him. In bed that night Jen laid there thinking of the afternoon as she tried to please her husband, but had to sneak off after he fell asleep and do herself to relieve her needs. Jen’s busy social life had to be kept up as she planned each encounter with exacting skill, as she thought. Late Saturday evening John told Jen that he had to be at. Eagerly he moved up behind her, placed his hard young cock against her wet furry pussy, already filled with my cock, before he began to nudge in, and with a little effort, he slid in under me.My grandmother groaned loudly as her pussy was now filled with two hard young cocks, and she gripped the table and began to groan louder as we slowly began to thrust in and out of her."Oh god! oh god!" she cried as we both began fucking her."You like that Grandma Honey? Do you like two hard young cocks in. I got tired of how controlling she was, so I let her go." "Ah, well," she says. "She wasn't any good for you anyways." I chuckle as the server brings our drinks. We pick up our drinks, and hold them up to each other. "To breakups," she says. I repeat and touch my shot glass to hers and then we kick the drinks back. "Ack! That shit is strong!" She smiles at me. "Yeah, but thats how I like it," she slurs. I can tell that she's pretty out of it, especially as she tries to pull me onto the dance. As my nostrils flared to take in air he continued to push his meat down my throat until my nose was pressed into his curly pubic hair. He slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth as I tried to suck him in. He paused with just the tip in my mouth then drove his cock back down my throat in one long smooth stroke. "Ahhhh that's a good little white slut. Suck that black meat down your throat."I did my best to please him but after a few more strokes in and out of my throat he pulled out. "That's.