I sat up, swung my legs over the side of the bed and was about to get up when I felt her hand on my arm. ‘Where are you going?’ she asked. ‘To p...ut the bins out, it’s recycling day.’ ‘The bin men come more often than I do around here. Come back to bed.’ Something was definitely wrong. Jane and I had been married for nearly fifty years and in all that time I had never heard her use the word come in that context. Orgasm, yes, but come, never. I lay down beside her. If I wasn’t mistaken she had. . well, let’s call it what it was: PAIN! I was in no mood for more.I bowed out from receiving any further instructions for the time being. Hoping the pain would soon go away. Did the suit have to turn itself off for this sort of training?Wind Song chirped up that she would love to benefit from Nick’s instructions.They moved out to the middle of the mat. Nick looked a bit unsure. He towered over the girl and didn’t want to hurt her. But Nick wanted to show his own competence and control. So. She walked in slowly, glancing around not really expecting to see anyone. She was wearing a short black mini-skirt, which revealed the longest, most luscious pair of legs that I have ever seen. She was wearing a tight black tank top with a see through blouse over it, unbuttoned. Her skin was tan and she was very hot. She had the face of an angel with long brown hair. Sitting on the couch in the center of the library, I watched her from behind my book. She crossed the room and disappeared behind. Then all of a sudden the fingers pulled out and I felt a huge cock slide in. I moaned, I moaned out loud with pleasure.I had a hard time catching my breath, and when I did, I said, "Oh, baby, give me that cock, fuck me baby, fuck me good, give me your sperm, harder, harder, more I want to fell it deep inside. Fuck me, oh God, I love your cock, I love your cock." I heard a voice in my ear ask, "Do you like it more than your husband's dick?" I did not think, I just said, "Yes, oh fuck, yes, I.