But this story isn’t about me. It is about later in my life. My partner, my best friend, my lover, and the greatest sexual equal I have ever known; ...ricket. We met many years ago at the skating rink, when we were in Junior High. Our paths crossed a few times through the years, but we really didn’t reconnect till four years ago. I had gone through yet, another divorce. Cricket was going through a very nasty one herself. Through a popular social network, we started catching up. Then flirting. I. Her red hair, spilled around her shoulders, had a metallic hue to it as did her thick bush hiding her juicy pussy.She grinned at me as she mounted me. She grabbed my big dick in her hands and lowered her cunt to my cock. My tip nuzzled through her thick pubic hair to find the folds of her cunt. Her pussy lips spread over my dick. She groaned as she sank down it.“Vedr’s queef!” she moaned as she sank down my cock. “Yes!”Her face twisted with pleasure as she devoured more and more of me with that. " It was just a surprise." I laughed "Anyway, bed young man, goodnight Paul."In the kitchen sipping my chocolate I cursed myself for a fool for reacting as I had to my son's comment, it wasn't even an offensive phrase, but it was one I had thought was a shared thing between my online lover and myself.The next day I saw Paul off to school then went about my daily routine, the same mind numbing routine of cleaning and baking that I had fallen into since the death of my husband. I'd been shy. So I moved to her thunder thighs and kissed her. She drags me upward and kissed me all over my face. I placed my penis on her pussy lips and slowly inserted it. It is tighter than I expected. But is not a problem as she is wet. And I moved my hips upward and strokes my penis inside her.She widen her thighs and gave me more room to access. And am fully inside now,she locked me by crossing her legs on my back. I started to pump her hard and pressing her boobs at same time. She starts to moan and.