Like, where the hell had I been looking all these years? She started rocking on top of me, pushing her hips back down until she was rubbing her pussy ...ver my dick. I grabbed her ass and held her tight. I raised my hips up against her with every thrust backward she made. She was making me crazy. Finally, she raised herself up, then she reached down and took hold of me. She rubbed me along her lips a bit and then put it to the entrance. She lowered herself onto me just a little. The head slipped. After spending most of the day in Alan’s apartment pool we ventured out to buy some booze. Alan and James were set on being drunk for the night, and I thought I would tag along. After we got back to the apartment we wasted no time making drinks for ourselves. We sat around the table in the kitchen talking and then decided to play cards. We continued to drink playing crazy 8’s and rummy 500, then James suggested that we play poker. I have never played before so he had to explain it to me.We. I thought for a minute, yes we had done some swapping, swinging, dogging, and several other things. But it was always with people our own age. I was not sure about swapping my tight wife with some old dried out senior pussy. I mean his wife was not bad looking for her age, but come on. "I might be interested." I replied. When we got home my wife mentioned that the old woman had asked her the same thing the old man asked me. I laughed. "Pretty sure that will never happen." I laughed. My wife. She had no idea how, but her body had managed to respond, yet again, with another climax that left her shaking with its intensity. It started as she felt the first searing gush of his orgasm, and continued until he had nothing more to release into her. Now spent, she lay there, whimpering with pleasure as his full body weight rested on her exhausted thighs. She clung to him, willing him to give her yet more, but unable to give any more herself. They lay there, breathless and totally.