Mom turned her face towards me so that she was kissing me or pressing my boobs. All four of us were enjoying our sex act. Only sound heard in the room...was of our fucking. Phuch, puch, thap, thap thap. And that was natural when an old man sex-hungry for months fucks a thirsty woman much younger to him, more than half of his age. I caught his hips from behind pushing him towards me and also squeezed them. I was now jumping up with every stroke he was giving me to get his dick more deep in my. "Hope you don't think I am too forward, Alex? - but it has been such a long time since I have been with a bloke, and I do miss the warmth and comfort a man can give a woman."I was stuck for words, all this caring and attention in the greenhouse was so lovely and good, I felt like a teenager again starting all over. Remembering how it was with my first girl called Millie with whom, ironically, I lost my innocence in a greenhouse when I was working as an apprentice gardener in a large firm, she. He showed me film of them playing and how he thought I would fit in. He then talked in terms of getting me positioned for the NFL. From what I saw, I was a perfect fit for their offense. The only negative was he told me that I would absolutely never see the field on defense. By the time we were done, I had a much better respect for Coach Casey. I got the feeling he would always tell it to me straight, even if I didn’t want to hear it.We were the first ones out of the meeting, so we started. A few minutes later they uncoupled and he watched her pulling her knickers up around her. He wondered about her lusting after other cocks. Elle came down from her bedroom half an hour later wearing just a short dressing gown over her underwear. She cooked them both a steak with some salad and they polished it all off with the Rioja. Shortly after they retired to the lounge and fucked on the sheepskin rug in front of the fire. They lay there afterwards kissing and caressing. Jeff spent time.