He pulls my hips to the edge of the bed and parts my cheeks. I feel the head of his cock pressing into my ass. He doesn't want to hurt me and he hesit...tes. "Don't stop!" I gasp. We've done it before and I know the worst is getting the head in. I feel the pressure again. I feel pain and my nails dig into the mattress. He pushes relentlessly into my ass and the head penetrates up as far as possible. He begins pumping rhythmically. My husband has tremendous staying power but even he can't resist. We’ve even been to a few nude/naturist resorts abroad but always with no more intent than to get tanned all over and skinny dip in the sea or pool.One year things changed as, by chance, we ended up bathing next to (or close to) the same couple three or four times. As a result we started chatting and got to know each other a little.My wife keeps her nails well manicured (and mine too) as it is part of her business and Joanna noticed and commented on them, as a result she gave Joanna her number. Now that was a scary thought."Well retired operatives showing up in town is more than I want to contemplate, so I'm going to bed. Are you coming?" I asked."I have been waiting two weeks for this," she said with a giggle like a school girl. Once we were upstairs in the master bedroom which covered the whole second floor. I stepped into bathroom removed the frumpy outfit and took a quick shower.When I returned from the bathroom I was wearing cotton panties and a cotton tee shirt. I had slept in. Twice and a squishy wet second burst, then one last deep, slushy dribble of spunk.As I eased back and my rapidly diminishing cock slid from her pussy, she called, “All mine, on your back!” And pushed me down onto the hall rug.Wet and fragrant she kneeled, her pussy just above my face as she sank her lips over my cock to suck and clean him of our joint juices. I pulled her down so that I could do the same, my tongue now deep inside devouring her naked wetness. An aside licking and suckling on.