Years of lingering desire and affection had taken their toll, and with enough alcohol in my system I couldn’t help but act. As she helped me take of...f my shirt, I acted. I let my hands rest on either side of her waist and pulled her down to where I sat, on the edge of her bed. I kissed her, our first real kiss. Even in the cloud of alcohol I expected her to stop me, push me away, or insist that we stop. But…she didn’t. Maybe it was the remnant of the many drinks of the night, but her kiss tasted. “Suck on my tits again Jay. Ah yes, fuck this is turning me on. Suck it harder. Yes, that’s it. Don’t stop, don’t stop.” If possible, Joann was getting wetter, I could feel her clit rubbing against me and I lifted my ass up, getting into her as far as I could. Joann put her other tit in my mouth. She said, “Yes, yes, yes. Oh fuck yes. It’s cumming, I’m going to cum sweetheart. Oh baby yes. Here I cum Jay, here I cum!” Rubbing against me really fast, she slowed down, timing it with each spasm. She let out a loud moan as his hard cock went sliding into her wet cunt as she humped her pussy up to meet his driving cock. He fucked her with long and hard strokes as she kept moaning and working her hips fucking him.She had even been better that he expected as he ejaculated deep into her sexy little twat. After unloading his cum in Allison’s pussy, Vince rolled off her, got up, and put his clothes on. She laid there panting.“I have to go tend to my duties, but I’ll be back in a little while.. I'm headed for a work out alright, but not the kind they're thinking of, I'll bet.I could get myself off in the shower by just picturing my wife's preparations at home. It's really tempting but why waste the energy on a hand job when there's something much better waiting at home.My wife starts her preparations with an enema (occasionally two, if the first one doesn't seem to have done the job). We use the disposable type you get at the drugstore. They were in her goody bag. Then a nice hot tub..