She squirmed and squirmed as she got closer to cumming for me. I know they could hear her as I ate her pussy. She was pulling at my head as she said... “Fuck me now, I want your cock inside of me now. Please fuck me!”I pulled up from her juicy pussy and kissed her, covered with her juices as she guided my hard cock into her. I pushed it home and we slowly started fucking as she moved her hips and legs under me. We fucked for several minutes and I could feel her getting ready to cum again as. "Danny please, you've got to believe me, I..." there were tears running down her face as I just turned and walked down the stairs. I heard her coming after me but by the time she dressed and got to the door, the rumble of my Mustang's V8 was fading in the distance.I drove over to our neighbor's house, since their teen aged daughter was watching our two boys."Hey mister M," said the pimply faced sleepy eyed girl. "It's not even 11o'clock, I thought they were going to stay all night." Well I got. All I knew was, that it must be "sinful" to have such sensations in such a deeply intimate part of one's anatomy. "Sinful" perhaps. "Sinful" certainly according to the hypocritical mores of that time. But OH how intensely aggreable.....As I grew older and discovered that my dick had other uses than that as a conduit for evacuating the yellow fluid for which my body had no futher use, I discovered the delights of masturbation and by now this wonderful creamy substance would come gushing forth. We called out that we were going for a walk and would not be away long.Almost a year earlier, while sitting on the wall overlooking the same beach, and looking out across the moonlit Pacific Ocean, Wendy had contracted with me to be my live-in lover for one year and we had sealed the contract with a kiss. Now that year was nearly up. It had been the happiest year of my life, even happier than when I was married to Ellie's mother, before she died.What worried me was that Wendy was the same age.