She hesitated "It's a lot fatter but not quite as long," she replied."When was the last time your husband fucked you?" I asked"About 3 years ago," she... said."God that's a long time Fiona did he make you come?" I asked, watching her look embarrassed at my question."No I don't think so," she said looking away."Did your son in law make you come yesterday?" was my next question."Yes," she said quickly."Did you enjoy his young fat cock in your married pussy?" I asked smiling at her again."Yeees," she. "Hi," Amy said as she bounced over to the counter. "What can I get you?" Gimme one second," he said, looking over the menu board. Amy's pussy was so wet; it began to run down her leg. The counter was tall enough to block her lower body from view, and she was wearing an apron. This made her feel like she could wipe it without being noticed. As she brushed her hand across her thigh, her thumb came in contact with her pussy. The jolt of pleasure she felt was unreal. Slowly, not taking her eyes off. But pulling three out of the drawer guaranteed at least two of the same.Once I had my socks on, I put on my tennies and I was ready.Jill was wearing a pair of panties, pantyhose and nothing else. There were two blouses lying on the bed, still in hangers. She had a dresser drawer open and would remove a bra, hold it up near the blouses, shake her head, sigh and take it back to the drawer. After three or four bras, I went into the kitchen, poured myself some coffee and looked around for something. The he said to count from 1 to 10 if I say the last number 10 that means he have to stop.Then I started counted from one he started pushing his penis into my pussy slowly as the number increasing . At 4 he reached a position where his cock does not go inside then I said 5 pulled back and started reinserting then after 8 his cock is moving freely up and down with out much pain.Then I started enjoying rather than feeling pain. I don’t know how many time I counted 8 and 9 but I have not said 10.