What could I do? I had to please my horny wife. I started to rub her pussy but she was adamant. “Don’t mess about. Hurry up and fuck me”. She mo...ned, she groaned and she clung to me as I did my best to give her what she wanted. Afterwards I asked what had got her so excited. I knew the answer of course. “Those guys were looked at me. I could see they were thinking they would like to have sex with me. That waiter actually got a hard on. I saw the bulge in his pants”. Her eyes were sparkling and. I would have found his ball, pulled out a club from my bag, and then smacked it back at those who had attempted to bean us. Or, more likely, stroked it into a lake where it would find a watery grave. Then I would stand there, as if willing to take on the four of them barehanded. But on this Saturday, something was different. Maybe it was the effect of the horror, terror and sadness of September 11, maybe it was the mellowing which comes with age, but whatever it was, I just took pity on the. It was the sound a woman made as she moved her hips up and down. Wetting Jason's cock with her pussy as she lowered herself down Jason's length bit by bit... oh, oh, oh, oh... As regular and sharp as the slow ticking of a metronome. Mmmmm, I felt something high in my cunt clench remembering how it felt to stretch my pussy on that huge cock when I was tight. I made those sounds, too. "Mary's gonna have a shit load of fun if she can take all that cock," I told Marty with the voice of much. All three of us find the same rhythm this time so that we all come at the same time. I spend an extra minute with my own private shudders. Saul scoots forward and hugs the two of us together. Nimrod and me.This was what I had been looking for."You cheated," Nimrod harrumph's in my ear. "but it worked." I am your girl." I giggle at him and rub my butt against his slack penis. His hands have not stopped stroking my hips this whole time."I am an old man," Nimrod laughs at my blatant action. "I'm.