”“Right. Nympho-something.”“Nymphet Fashion,” she whined. “Get it right.” She rubbed her hands on his abs.“Right, right. What was the ...atest topic? ”She leaned into his ear. “How to seduce an older lover.”“Yeah, right.”She giggled. “No, ‘How to Wear Pink Without Overdoing It.’”“Such important issues,” he laughed.She punched him. “Don’t make fun.” Then she placed the hand on his crotch.“I’m sorry,” he said, squirming as her hand felt his erection. “It’s, it’s important to you.” He shook his. Seven fucking inches, my ass!" Mark smiled at her, noticing how much more attention she was paying his than her husband's.For April had been very confident Mark was just full of hot air, this was deffinitely a shock; but, still, as a woman whose husband stood before her, she decided to prove to Mark her husband was indeed seven inches. "Wait right here and I'll go get a tape measure," she said her eyes still glued to Mark's big black cock, her stomach clenching in arousal as she momentarily. Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her riding hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward. It was a hot day & she had stopped for a rest,she was sweating from her horse ride I was close enough to see her sweat glistening in the bright sunshine. I'm not going to lie, I loved every minute of it. We were still kissing and I realized he started pushing me toward the steps. He was still behind me and his hands started to unbutton my shirt. I didn't stop him. He got my shirt all the way unbuttoned and pulled it off of me without breaking our kiss. We started to walk up the steps. We weren't kissing as rapidly now. But with every step, it seemed like our bodies got closer and closer. When we finally reached the top of the stairs, I felt his.