It was all about me. I guess I thought that he liked working 50 or 60 hours a week. Nah, he didn't want to stay home and play golf, or drive his car.T...at's when I met Art. Arthur Lang was one of our neighbors from down the street. He worked out of his home doing Medical billing or some other stupid thing like that. At any rate he was always home. After a while, I really don't remember what started it, but he started coming over sometimes for coffee and just listening to my problems. It was. ” I went down, opened her legs, and set my dick on her pussy lips.She held my shoulders and said, “Please do it slowly. I have not taken a dick for one year.” I forced a little, and my half dick went it. She screamed and stopped me. She said, “Don’t move, please. It’s paining.” I waited for some more time and pushed again. But she moved and said, “I can’t take it all.”I said, “OK, don’t worry. I’ll not hurt you.” I started kissing her lips. I felt that she was getting very crazy in my. She also was reacting very favorably. I decided that I would not let this chance go away. I took her by her arms to the bedroom. She asked me not to do anything because she felt scared. But I told her to relax. I made her stand in front of the mirror and stood behind her. I took both my breast in my hands and squeezed it. The nipples were in between my fingers. She started to cry. She said that it was paining. But I pretended that I was not listening to her. I bit her nipples a little hard that. Fuck, please not now, I begged. She stayed sleeping. Now the fun. I pressed the head of my cock against her pussy. Her wet instantly sent a shock up my spine. Her legs opened a bit more. Her hands started to move, so I layed them across each other. Joining her wrists, right over left, I slid them behind her head. Now here she lay in front of me with both hands behind her head, shirt pulled up over her tits, and her shorts yanked to the side with my cock only head deep inside her. I was ready.