Ann’s husband was going wild as he fantasized about Matt fucking the hell out of her as he stood in seclusion. The next day Ann’s husband chatted ...ith Matt. He wanted Matt to go for it right now. He was so horny he couldn’t think about anything else, but watching his beautiful wife being fucked by a young stud that was more that 32 years younger than her. Matt was on his own time frame as him and Ann’s husband began to disagree on different things. Matt was now becoming more irritated by Ann’s. .. even your tee shirt is missing... "whut's duh mattuh whitebitch?... yew bee worried 'bout no shirt... no shoes... end nosuhvice?... wail... yew mightn' bee completely nekkid... but yew gonnabee duh won givin' us... awl duh suhvice wee gonna need"... and yourealize... laying face down... that your legs... both legs... are spreadwide apart... really wide... and so far apart... that you feel thestrain... between your legs... with hard and hurting... cruel hands...gripping each of your ankles.... Moving up to the thighs, she passed remarks about the pain gradually going away and added “ What must you think…an old lady like me…not such a great body as when I was younger”“I would not say that, you have a fine body Dora. Can I just spread you legs a bit so I can reach the inside of your thighs, you want me to do you all over, don’t you’… with emphasis on ‘do’ element. Looking her lovely arse I slowly rolled up her girdle moving my hands into her soft flabby buttocks. “ Oh, that’s a relief.. Another grunt.Two more of the same to each cheek.Utter silence but the hint of a whimper after the last.That was it. If it was ceasing to be fun there was to be no more. I leant forward and began to kiss and caress her bottom. It was only faintly pink so I knew I had stayed within the bounds we'd outlined last weekend. The other evidence of that was the wonderful smell of a roused woman. I continued to keep my love to her bottom for another five minutes by which time she was into growling mode..