At least its nice to know you still have the ability to bicker like siblings,” she said as she slid her head back in the door. “Don't think even f...r a second were done here,” she grinned as she headed for the door. “I don't plan on being done with you until later,” I grinned back as I followed her. We went back into the house to see mom and Aunt Lisa had cheated by putting their clothes back on, but once we saw the spread of chicken parmesan with mashed potatoes spread out on the plates like. ..” My eyes widened. “Keily, you have to make me orgasm! Fuck me!”“Yes!”The girl hopped to her feet, her firm titties jiggling. She pushed up her glasses with her left hand, the right glued to her cock, pumping up and down it. She sprang over the Arab futa's right thigh to land on the sand behind. The girl grinned.The MILF moved her legs, her calves brushing Keily's.I groaned. “She didn't.”“She did,” Keily panted. She squirmed behind me, glued to the Arab futa's lower legs. “But I still got. I loved licking her there in preparation to entering her. She seemed to get off on it too. Times were good. Too good to last as it turned out. It was the day before our twentieth anniversary. I wanted to surprise her. We already had reservations for the next night, but a pre-anniversary luncheon seemed in order.I was singing, literally, as I pulled into the clinic's parking lot where she now worked as a lab tech. Heading inside, I went to the nurses' station and asked for her. It was the first. It was how I held the fork, how I speared the tomato, and he knew,then, that he wanted me deep in his ass, hard, and sweaty, and deep. And,tonight was the night. It had been too long. Too long for both of us.I drove back to my room at the resort, wondering if I’d just beendreaming, and hoping against hope that the dream was over, that it would bejust another long, lonely night on the road, and that I’d wake up in themorning, hard and horny and lonely, once again. But, part of me knew he’dcome,.