I push my hips and get myself deeper, enjoying the sheer delight of how tight she feels, she grips me like a vice and adds to the sensation by pushing...herself back against me, to maximise my penetration. Her grunts of satisfaction tell me all I need to know and I concentrate hard on fucking her deeper and deeper. My hands clasp her hips and push her harder onto me. Her juices are flowing now and cover my cock liberally as I build up a quicker rhythm. “Oh Simon, don’t stop, please don’t stop. I. ..stale. We spent more time working, than spending time together. The sex started to dwindle. Having crazy sex 2 or 3 times a day, became 2 or 3 times a week, and it was usually in bed. We had sex toys, and pornos, but eventually those spent more time in the closet, than in the bed. As the years rolled on, we spent more time hanging out with friends, than time alone together. It was a typical marriage. Friday nights became ladies' night, and Saturday nights was hanging out with the guys,. The very first thing she saw was a woman of about 30 in a lounge chair, naked and soaking up the sun. A man of about the same age relaxed next to her, a beer in hand and his cock lying limp between his legs. A few older couples were also in and around the pool – dressed and undressed. Several more unattached men who looked to be in their 40s and 50s – none of whom were especially attractive – rounded out the view. She had no doubt they were hoping for another look at the co-eds who had been at. " But," I started to protest. I felt her hand on the handle of the dildoin my ass. My brain was screaming "NO" while at the same time myhardening cock in my panties was screaming an overwhelming "YES."She tugged on the handle and pulled the dildo from my ass. I felt thecool head of her dildo pressed against my hole, which had not been openedas wide as her dildo by the Anal Twist."My name is Marisa," she said as her hands gripped my hips. "I am notyour mistress, so you will never address me.