I sleepily made my way to the kitchen to find that Kim had gotten up early and was making me breakfast. She greeted me with a kiss and said "I thought...I would surprise you with a thank you breakfast." I told her that kiss alone was thanks enough. I sat down to a meal of eggs, bacon, toast and orange juice.After cleaning up the kitchen Kim and I went to the school to meet with the principal to discuss how this coach job was going to work. He said that he was willing to do whatever we needed and. My mid-life crisis hit the day I realized thirty-three was half-way through my life expectancy. Of course, technically, having already survived Viet Nam, I should have had a much longer life expectancy than the sixty-six that was estimated in 1982, but apparently I had seriously over-estimated.At thirty-three, I’d just been promoted to full partner and celebrated by buying a brand new bright yellow Mustang convertible. I moved to a new apartment in a trendy part of town where I could hold huge. I really need your tongue deep up my shithole...to clean me out....I need you to put your tongue deep in my anus andlick the walls of my rectum."My cock sprung to life and I didn't say a word, I spread her butt cheeks even further and started tongue fucking her deeply from the start. I could tell she didn't need any foreplay and wanted it hard and fast. Since I was spreading her cheeks, I told her to rub her clit and to cum on my tongue and to squirt pussy cum, shithole cum, and whatever other. But I cannot stop thinking about the passion you have rekindled in me. I’ve dressed sexually and tried seduction on my husband, but he is not interested (thinks too much of the golf club, he’s there now} I was resigned to never having sex again (I am 54) It was when you made me come in the kitchen, I realised I was not ready to give it all up yet and I have missed it since. What did you do with my knickers I give you? Hope you put then to good use LOL Jane Hi Tim, Sorry about the text late.