Two more thrusts and I spurted into her. I had another enjoyable, athletic evening with Nan on Friday. Indoor springboard was my best event. Saturday... night I picked Jean up for a dinner and a movie. We ate a light supper at Applebee’s and then to a chick flick. (I have learned over the years that surrender is sometimes the better strategy in the War of the Sexes.) ‘Coffee at my place?’ Jean asked afterwards. ‘Want me to run the babysitter home?’ I offered this as we walked onto her front. “Hey, hey, don’t cry, Amb! Shhhh, it’s okay, we’ll figure something out. It’s not for quite a while. We have plenty of time to think about it, okay? Think of the positives, Babe. I mean, how many divorces are there, right? Even before we told each other our feelings for each other, I could never have pictured my life without you. In fact, I couldn’t imagine not seeing you at least once a day. We’ve been together for fifteen years and seven days now, and it’s going to stay that way forever,. While she gripped the base of his glistening organ, I switched on the vibrator gently stimulating its rubbery glans that looked like a shimmering wild mushroom eliciting his moans of pleasure. Switching to high-speed, I teased its most sensitive frenulum - the umbrella-like lip and patch of skin under the tumescent glans-head - until he ejaculated ropes of warm sperm in an arc coating both our experienced hands. My sorority sister and I impulsively and tenderly kissed his still-erect bulbous. Suddenly she pushed me away from her and started really riding on me hard. I was getting close to cumming and told her. She never replied, but threw her head back and rode me that much harder. “Oh Sam, I’m going to cum Sam. Please cum with me,” she shouted out. With that, she forced herself down onto me as hard as she could. I felt her pussy tighten around me like I was in a vice. I couldn’t hold back and thrusted up at her as I started to empty my balls deep into this girl. She was just.