I don’t want us to rush in and bring in something destructive, but at the same time I don’t want to sound judgmental.”“It’s pretty simple. F...rst responsibility is to family.” She smiled, that particular smile that means she’s got something.“Spillit!” I said.She took a breath.Now this is the Law of the Jungle --as old and as true as the sky;And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper,but the Wolf that shall break it must die.As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunkthe Law runneth forward and. This motion is met with a grunt from you as the table shakes. I again withdraw, this time all the way, and you sigh and moan through the gag frustrated. I insert again, to the hilt, and quickly withdraw partially and slam back in. I slowly withdraw and re-insert, damn you are hot I think to myself. I am beginning to build to a steady rythym as I piston in and out of your Netherlands. With my right hand, I reach down and gently pinch your clit, as you moan. I gently massage it in between my. I had no control any more, but, but I was so damn excited! I babbled fibs, mindlessly trying to please her. "It's in me so deep!" I wailed, unable to stop the words spilling from my lips. "Oh Wilma, It's so big in me!" Oh Goddess, am I really this hot inside?" The lover that wore my face proclaimed. "It's so tight! It feels like you're pulling me in!" She thrust harder. She pulled a little too far back, and her smallness popped completely out of me. "Shit!" she muttered; as she jammed herself. Her name was Antonette and she was a few years older than me. I looked older than my friends because I was balding at the age of s*******n already as I did not use my male hormones to grow hair! That night Antonette came to the fire and sat alongside me. We chatted about everything and immediately, we clicked. There was a tangible sexual tension between us. We looked at each other and I saw the lust in her eyes, she could see the lust in my pants. I suggested that I show her our speedboat. We.