He pushed me back flat on the bed, and my legs followed. Swinging a leg over my waist, he sat down, straddling me. I know I was blushing again, becaus... I was sure he could feel my erection through the thin fabric that was our sleeping clothes."Uh, what are you...?" I started to ask, but my question was cut off as his hot mouth pressed into mine. My cock throbbed beneath him, and he must have felt it because he moaned a little, and pressed his mouth harder against mine. His lips slid gently. He seemed so very horny and in a terrible hurry to fuck me. I was so wet it didn't take much effort for him to slide his entire rod deep inside of me. I lifted my ass off the bed with my feet to meet each slapping thrust. His cock felt so good deep inside of me somehow bigger and better than usual. After a few minutes he started to pump me hard with an urgency and power he had never shown before. “Oh God,” I blurted digging my nails into his back. He dove in and out of me again and again,. .........short skirts sexy blouses or dresses, very high heels which might be described as "cum-fuck-me" pumps. Also she was very adept at her make-up. Always enhancing her eyes and lips the most which always turned me on as I watched her putting it on......all the while learning how to do the same to my own face. I spent many evenings in my "Brenda" mode and came to enjoy them quite a bit. Well the time came and she moved on to another profession where we had much the same Mon thru Fri. When Philip arrived home, he quickly took his wife Mary in his arms and their kiss together was like something they'd first shared when they were newly married. Their sexual life and marriage had remained vibrant through the years but Mary still enjoyed it when Philip showed her how much he loved her and enjoyed holding her in his arms. She pressed her body closely against his and then reached down to take his left hand and place it up over the full rounded mound of her right breast. Mary loved.