”He again did as she asked and she grasped his arm and made the most delightful noise.“That’s it, don’t stop, you are going to make me cum!”...e didn’t stop, although something was cautioning him. It was so much fun watching the very pretty and, apparently, very uninhibited Nadine get off. She was rocking her generous hips along with him and kept making the sexiest noises.“What the hell!”He jumped at the voice of his wife, but Nadine didn’t release his hand. He looked frantic for a moment. His. Moving between kissing moms lips and sucking her nipples the only sounds we made were moans of pleasure. I noticed as I was sucking and biting Moms nipple that her legs were spreading open wide. I was really enjoying the feeling of Mom stroking my cock and I let my hand slide down her stomach towards her pussy. My fingers brushed Moms pussy hair and as they did I felt Mom squeeze my cock harder and the speed that she was stroking me increased. Her legs parted even more as I began rubbing my. My hand to God, she never had to worry about me for one second. Yes, I’m somewhat of a flirt, but never acted upon any response I may have gotten from any woman. A flirt, yes, but in most cases. I was always used to being the “flirtee”, rather than the flirter. I’m not bragging when I say I’m good looking and in great shape, and have gotten 1000’s of second looks from interested members of the opposite sex who fantasize over what a few minutes alone with me might be like. Back in the 60’s,. I was wearing shorts with a big hole in them, and I at first just let my balls hang out a little. I looked out the window, but was really checking for the dim reflection of her in the window.I saw her turn and look at me, at my balls. She didn’t do anything, didn’t get up, didn’t run, but just sat there and stared. I was in a strange position, facing one way and looking in the other.I shifted my position a little, looking forward, and at the same time exposing more of my hairy balls. She.