" By any measure our "old-married-fart" sex life was pretty good... usually several times a week... enhanced with toys and some experimentation. But, ...after 30 years, we'd fallen into life's routines and stresses... hence the lure of the younger Darlene.My tongue darted quickly in and out of her snatch. Bringing my right had to my mouth I moistened my middle finger before slipping it in and reaching up to massage her G-spot. Tongue and finger working in concert on clit and G-spot. She humped. As Kevin moved down the steps, he decided to make no attempt at covering his boner . . . as it bulged out his shorts.“How about if I help you out, and then you can go back to the party?” she asked.“Not to offend you Mrs. C . . . but maybe I should just go in the bathroom and . . . you know . . . shoot out a load and make it go down.” With that, Shelley smiled at the boy.“You could do that. . . but my husband really likes a technique I use on him in these situations. Go ahead and stand back up. “What do you think?”She went down on me, sucking my erect member with her soft lips. I whispered in her ear:“God, you’re so beautiful. Keep sucking.”While she kept sucking, I kept fingering her beautiful pink vagina. She moaned as she was sucking. Her curvy ass looked so appetizing. I gave it a slap.SLAP!I caressed it as she kept sucking.She said, “Fuck me.”She didn’t have to tell me twice. She began to straddle me, then said, "Wait.” She switched positions to all fours and looked back at me. I. “I’ve been waiting to do that all night, you’re a very nice kisser” she said in a rather cheeky tone to which I replied “me too, I can’t believe it took us so long!”Well it wasn’t long before we were locking lips again this time in a more passionate manner as Anna straddled me on her bed my hands clasping her back, reaching down to feel her curvy bottom. She was such a sexy kisser, slowly sucking on my lips and gently probing my tongue with hers as she stroked my neck and shoulders. Inside my.