I rushed down to the stagecoach platform when told by three finger Monte that a young female was inquiring one and all about the location of yours tru...ly.My first glimpse of Miss Sally was confusing to say the least.She was wearing an ankle length black dress that did its best to hide her lush figure, but her bounteous bosom filled her upper body as a center of attraction matched only by her sexy bottom that stuck out at an impossible angle with youthful pride.All the hardcases in viewing. I did bring a responsive body to the marriage and a receptive attitude, but my husband loved me enough from the first kiss to make the most of my assets. Our results can’t be replicated. Different people are just that, different. It seems like it is more likely for women to have difficulty becoming orgasmic, learning to be multi-orgasmic, and finding a partner who will keep them sexually satisfied. I was pretty much a blank slate when my husband rescued me, so I didn’t have to overcome. .. or the cats ... or something! Besides, they haven't killed you ... yet!" She daintily stuck out her tongue at him.The drinks came, and after Sandy had a tiny sip she made a little face. "Cliff, it tastes like ... like ... I don't know what it tastes like, but it's strong!" You're right, it is. But why did you order it? Seriously, sweetheart, you look like you're exhausted. Are you?"Just then a small band began playing and she visibly perked up. She got up from the table, held out her arms,. After a few minutes my cock was getting hard again and Helen rolled me onto my back and mounted me. She rode me like she had not had cock in a month. This time we both came together. Helen collapsed beside and we both went to sleep. Helen is not a bad looking woman, blonde, slim, and athletic. Much like my mom. But all these years I had never thought the day would come that I was fucking her and draining my balls in her. I mean I am 24 with a girlfriend and fresh out of college and Helen is 48.