.."She managed to cum three to four times before I too, had an orgasm.Maybe it was to reward me, but she kept me inside when she felt I was about to s...oot my seeds."No... not outside... shoot it in me."There was no time to exit her hole. I released myself inside her asshole.I remember one time, when we were at the beach on a weekday. There was barely a person at the area we were hanging around, and she got excited."Come on." What? In public? Isn't that wrong?" Only if we're caught,. “At last…” she sighed to herself, feeling a littleguilty that she would be so relieved about getting tobe alone for a week. She knew she loved him for sure,but sometimes she would just feel so damn trappedthere, with him being so busy and their 10 year old k*dbeing a royal pain at times… well more like mosttimes to be honest. “So perfect… him getting bored todeath at a conference 100’s of miles from here, and thek*d safely away at the boy scouts’. "No... I used to be an A cup," she explained. "My ex-husband -- the first one -- always wanted big titties. They were sort of a gift to him, but it didn't save our marriage." "They're a hell of a present," I told her truthfully, watching as she began to work my cock between them. "I can't believe any man would leave you." "You're sweet -- but nothing's that simple," she replied with a half-smile. "No more serious talk, though... consider these tits a gift for you tonight." I could think of no. She had chosen a powder blue lace bra and pantie set and she let her blouse slip off her shoulders, then lowered the zip on her skirt and let that fall around her feet and stepped out of it. She now stood there in the lacy outfit and it was having an effect on her 'doctor's' 'thermometers'. "Lay on the bed please, Mrs. Russell," I instructed, trying hard not to laugh. Again Hazel did as she was requested and lay back, her head on the pillow. I stepped forward and placed my hand on her lace.