I just had a feeling that she would be a good fuck.Barb was not much to look at tho.Around 45 years old back in 1994.She was 5'4" tall.Slender build w...th b size tit's.Thin blonde hair to her shoulders.A plain jane face.She looked the part of a small town girl living in the western part of New Hampshire along the river in the 80's and 90's.She did how ever have an amazing ass.Round and firm.Normally I am not into anal but her ass turned me so much I wanted to plow her's.Has time went on she. Max climbed off the couch and stood between Helen’s spread legs with his ass pressed to her distended pussy lips, filling her with his hot seed. She groaned deeply, fondling her breasts while Max’s knot put pressure on her G spot. I could tell she was building up to another monumental release. Her fingers rolled her rigid nipples, pinching them tightly. Her heels lifted up until only her toes touched the slate floor. I could hear her breathing coming in raspy gasps and her legs began to. I wanted to buy a new Benz? Too expensive, she'd tell me. I kept the old one until she insisted it broke down too often, which was once. Buy a new Benz? No. Buy a used Benz? No. Buy a used Honda Accord? Yes. That, in and of itself was too large a sacrifice, and was one of the things that made me stop loving her.No, not the car, per se, but the fact that she tried to control my spending, even to the point of preventing me from enjoying one of the things I enjoy most in life. I mean, if she was. I started to unbutton her top, and you joined in the help get her clothes off. Soon she was laying naked on our couch. I kissed my way down over her chest and tummy down to her pussy. She was soaking wet. It was amazing how much she reacted to my touch, just like you. If I did not know better, it could be your pussy I was eating out. It did not take long for her to cum. You told me to fuck her now. Show her how good it really could be. You sat next to her on the couch watching us. I told your.