Not a fancy woman like one might see in a nightclub in the city a hundred miles inland. Beautiful, no doubt about that. She looked to be 30 or so, and...she stood six inches under my 6′ height. For some reason looking at her made my breath catch in my throat. I checked out her old outboard, I quickly realized it would need a couple of hundred in parts, if I could find them at all. I saw the pained expression on her face when I told her. ‘Let me work on what I can figure out.’ I told her. That. ”“Shall I see about later tonight?” I asked, trying not to sound too excited.“Let’s see how I feel, oaky Baby?” she replied, “I’m still very tender… if you know what I mean.”“Sure thing” I agreed. I dressed, and my wife and I went to lite pastry breakfast, hand in hand and then headed to the beach for the midday. Around 1:00, we went to a waterside café for lunch and that when I got a text from Dave.“Great time last nightHow are you and Sheryl doing today?”I showed it to my wife and she lite. My bedroom was next to Gina’s. Maria and Dad’s bedroom was at the other end of the house. There was a bathroom between our bedrooms with an entry door to each bedroom. The bathroom had a tub and shower combination. Gina told me we had to share the bathroom, but she didn’t think that would be a problem. When she left my bedroom, she walked through the bathroom to her bedroom leaving both doors open. I thought to myself: I guess she’ll close my door when she uses the bathroom.I sat on my bed. He took her legs and put them up over his shoulders letting his cock penetrate it's deepest. Melissa ground herself down on him loving this new sensation. Never had she felt so alive. "OH FUCK ME!'' FUCK ME OLD MAN!! she yelled on top her lungs and Jenkins did. He lifted her ass up and then let her down again burying his huge black cock each time. After about 15 minutes he had her get off of him and bend over with her hands on the arm of the sofa. He got behind her and had no trouble entering.