With me in my 50’s and her being so young I knew nothing would ever come of it, but I also just wanted to hear her voice and try to get to know her ... little. I quickly ordered my meal (I wasn’t hungry!) and I made my way to sit next to her. As I sat down, I smiled and she returned the gesture. I mentioned how cold it was outside and she agreed. I asked her if she was off school today, and she said that she was 18, and not a schoolgirl. I apologised and asked her if she was off college then. She. Our tongues flicked quickly as she took my hand and fed it down her pants. Two fingers pounded in her hole as my palm pressed against the outside of her mound. She recoiled just a bit."Sorry," she blushed. "Everything is just a little sensitive right now. And I'm just to the point where I'm having difficulty, um... reaching. So, I'm not exactly put together." Not to worry," I snuck in while our tongues assaulted one another. "I have an idea, if you'll let me."I sent her to the bathroom. She. For a few minutes they kissed, and he began to relax. “That’s better my love, you were so tense” she whispered in his ear, and then she nibbled the lobe. She pulled back and gave him a long, hard stare. “God”, he thought, “I can’t even do this right”, and tear began to swell up in his eyes. “Do you love me?” Susan asked. “Oh no, hear it comes”, the voice screamed in his soul, “you managed to piss someone else off”. “Yes”, he barley whispered. “Then touch me, caress me, I don’t break!” Susan. After this she would be free to fuck whenever and whoever she wanted. And she knew that part of her pleasure would be derived from telling her husband about her adventures or making him watch as other men loaded her snatch full of cum. When she saw that Michael was in position she guided Brian’s prick to the entrance of her snatch. She moaned aloud as she felt the entrance of her cunt widening to accept the girth of white prick that was forcing its way into her. “Ahhh. It’s so big,” she moaned..