Our tongues raced into each other’s mouths, then licking, sucking, biting ears, necks, and nipples (ok, so maybe not like we were teenagers). Our ha...nds explored our bodies as if we had never met before, taking time to caress, hold, and stroke each sweaty, oily, sizzling inch of flesh with new admiration and lust.We required no pleading, no requests, no words. We had been together twenty-five years, and even amid something new like slathering up in vegetable oil, in the backyard, with the. Fortunately, Cindy was not so overextended. In fact, her immediate objective was simple and readily apparent: she wanted to be kissed. At least kissed. She was pressing herself against me, breathing heavily, and grinding her pubis against my thigh. Her face was upturned, and her eyes were on my mouth rather than my eyes. As I looked down, she did look up into my eyes, just before she closed hers and parted her lips. Even in my present state of confusion, I knew what to do. I tightened my arms. I CLOSED MY EYES, AND FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE SHE CAUGHT ME OUTSIDE, SHE RELEASED HER “DEATH” GRIP ON MY EAR. I JUST WAITED FOR THE PUNCHES TO START LANDING. INSTEAD OF THE BEATING I HAD RESIGNED MYSELF TO GETTING, I FELT AN ARM ENCIRCLE AROUND MY NECK AND THEN I FELT THE HAND COME TO REST JUST FORWARD OF MY OTHER SHOULDER. MARK HAD COME TO STAND BESIDE ME, AND PUT HIS ARM AROUND MY SHOULDER, AND AS MIND BLOWING AS ALL OF THAT HAD BEEN, THEN HE STARTED LAUGHING ABOUT THE WHOLE THING, AND. I gripped the wooden spool to brace myself as that big hard shaft pounded my stretched hole. His hips and balls slapping against me, my hard cock bouncing in rhythm as I managed a big smile between the gasps. Every few minutes my mind focus on the pleasure would shatter, as I was certain I heard someone approaching; after what seemed like forever, my body would win and I’d be back to concentrating on the proper fucking I was receiving that summer’s day.Don keep on my ass for ten minutes, his.