I had to spread my feet wider and bend my knees. Not the most comfortable position, but it didn’t need to be. I fucked her hard and she fucked back ...ust as hard until she came. I had to grab hold of her to keep her from collapsing. She certainly orgasmed enthusiastically.She pulled off me and turned, removing the condom and kissing my glans. “Thanks,” she said, smiling up at me.“Thank you,” I smiled back.She stood and gave me a short sweet peck on my lips.I turned off the water before she. He and his friend came into my garage as I finished, and he told me he didn't have any cash on him to pay, and then unzipped his jeans and said maybe this would be OK. I'd never done this before, but, for some reason, the idea turned me on more than I ever imagined. Luckily, I still had my kneepads on, so I got down on my knees and started massaging his balls and licking and kissing his cock. He got hard as fast as I did, so I wrapped my lips around his cock and started tonging his cock and. I was swelled up with pride and wine. As I have mentioned, my stepfather was the man who principally attracted me. I masturbated to my mental image of him between my legs. The handle of my hairbrush frequently stood in for his imagined cock. It was his name which I whispered as I urged myself toward orgasm. And it was he who was now plying me with wine. I had chosen my clothing for this special dinner with care. Under my chiffon blouse, I wore a silk chemise, sans bra. I wore a short silk. At first, I tried to ignore the warmth, dismissing italong with the occasional twinges I felt in the lowerend of my spine as part of the aging process. Yet thespasms continued to grow in intensity as the troutbrowned and by the time Doris walked through the door Iwas obsessed. I kissed her tenderly, and before shecould even speak, her blouse was torn away, and herskirt along with her silk panties were scrunched aroundher ankles. I’ll never forget the look on the face of my beloved asI plunged.