" We pull up to his house and I get out of the taxi. I slowly walk up to the door and knock. (tap tap tap on the glass) As he opens the door, he r...bs his eyes in disbelief. His mouth agape, I put my hands on his chest and push him back into the house as I shove my tongue deep into his throat. Mmmmmmm he tastes so good. With one have squeezing his tight sexy ass cheek, my other hand finds his hardening erection. Finally, I let go of his cock and release his mouth from mine just to. Without moving my hand positions, I started banging from back like a wild horse. She then asked to wait and give her time for adjustments.Nothing doing, I had only 15 minutes in all for this. No adjustments just fuck the bitch hard and fast. I started moving my lund from her ass in and out, pushing more in and within 5 to 7 strokes she took my entire length 7.5″ and 2″ thick lund in her asshole and she was going crazy she said I love it fuck me like a horse.I started fucking her so good, my. She turned back to the bar. The bartender kept smiling at her with that "so whatcha doing later" smile. His hair was pulled back into a pony tail despite the fact the man had began to lose his hair way too early in life. His shirt hung open showing a golden cross peaking out of the deep growth of chest hair. The cross made her smile. She wondered why men like him wear them. She was willing to bet that he hasn't been to church in over a dozen years yet he still wear the cross proudly. Like no. As you know, when we were in our mid-twenties we found out we couldn't have kids." Camille jumps in, “I can't, but Lucas was able." "We can't,” Lucas corrects her. “Camille had grown up believing life was supposed to be a fairy tale, first marriage, then kids, and then grandchildren. When that bubble burst, she was lost. She searched for something to fill the void. Eventually, she came to me and suggested we try swinging. You can imagine I was devastated but I knew if I didn't agree I would.