And she felt complete, as if being impaled on a guy's cock was... was... she wasn't sure what it was, but she couldn't think of anything she'd rather ...e doing. It was as if this was what she was meant to do.She bent over and kissed him. "Here we go," she warned him. "Are you ready?" He pulled out a little, then thrust back up. "I'll take that as a yes."She began to rock back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her. Her breasts bounced up and down on her chest, waving invitingly in front. In a nutshell, they all enjoyed an active social and sex life and their desires have not stopped with age.“Here” added Yvonne, “we can do so without being scorned or laughed at. Do you understand?” By now my interest was aroused. “Yvonne, may I ask a simple question…how did you all come together here?“Yes, we are very fortunate. It started about four years ago. Gwendolyn was the originator. Being a young girl in the sixties, when she hit 50 she realised that when a woman reached 40 or 50. After a few more minutes she stopped and held her breath again. She thrust her pelvis up towards me hard and let out another piercing scream. This time I continued my assault on her, causing her to keep her scream going for what seemed to be days. Finally I was ready to climax, and I plunged my shaft all of the way inside of her and released my load, shooting my seed deep inside of her. I just held myself inside of her for a few minutes as I started to go limp and her breathing returned to. She had never understood why it had been purchased. She's never seen (or heard of) anyone using it. She glanced at Andy who wasn't paying the least bit of attention to the conversation."Have you played billiards?" Regan asked him."Nope," Andy replied."Me, either," Regan admitted."So we'll all be terrible together!" Tori offered. She and her sister had at least played the game once or twice.It took the teens a few minutes to locate all the items needed - the rack proved particularly elusive.