But my wife was very clear about what she wanted tonight. After she cums, she loves for me to be inside her, as her pussy is so sensitive that she alr...eady loves being fucked, but this just takes it to a whole different level. But I had just cum, and now that I'm over forty I can't always just go again like I used to be able to. However, she wasn't going to let that stop her tonight, and she was determined to get my cock in her. She knew how to get me going, and started working on me to get my. I saw him placing his phone up on a shelf, and he took a moment to make sure he was getting the shot he wanted of his helpless little plaything sprawled out on his table in his garage. he returned to his place between my legs and I felt his tongue delve deep into my ass, he licked and kissed and fingered my hole in any way he could to get me to keep squirming and make petty-full little noises that the delighted in coaxing out of me. he teased and teased until finally he stood completely up, an. “Hello girl, remember me?” I whispered, my eyes welling with tears. “It’s been awhile.” I opened the door and sat in the seat, automatically slipping the key into the ignition. It turned, but nothing happened of course, the battery was long dead. The interior looked just as I remembered, just dirtier and the odometer only showed about 3000 miles more than when I had it. Apparently they didn’t drive it much. I got out and walked to the front and opened the trunk. Jesus!, my stuff was still in. ."I whispered, struggling to pull away. He pushed against me even harder.Should I let him touch me, tease me, torment me, here against this wall in a deserted parking lot in the middle of the evening? Or should I make him stop and go home to my husband?I really did not have much of a chance to make a decision. The bastard stopped my protests by putting just enough pressure on my clit to please me. My eyes rolled upwards, towards the dark grey sky, and he pulled again in a deep kiss. He slipped.