"Do me again."I paused at that. Her body was stirring new arousal in me, but I felt limp and tired. "Lin, honey. I'm getting older. I don't know if I ...can cum three times anymore." You will for me. You've cum in my mouth. You've cum in my pussy. But you've still gotta cum in my ass."She just turned around and got onto all fours, then reached a hand back and spread her ass cheeks wide. She was obviously rubbing her pussy for me; coating her fingers with sweet mingled nectar and then reaching back. My legs were to be oiled up & smooth. I would wear the bra & panties to work then remove them just before heading out. One thing I haven't mentioned is the fact I never pretended to be single. I always left my wedding band on & this seemed to make me more of "prize" to many guys. Pablo was no exception. The reason he requested this is he would use my panties to clean himself up after I made him cum. He really got off on knowing that my panties were smeared with his cum! There were times where I. She had a way of wiggling that ass as she walked that caught my eye, like “come and get me”. Oh yeah, I liked that! We started dating as soon as I got my car, senior year of high school. This was going to be my intro to sex, I was sure of it. I daydreamed about her and sex all of my waking hours. What would she look like under her clothes? What were her tits like? How big were they? What would they feel like? Would she let me see them, touch them? I didn’t really have much of an idea of what. No one ever said anything to them about the noise they made, but there were dirty looks.“I’m glad,” Dan said with a smile. He had recognized her as one of the people who had been sitting on one of the picnic tables. He added, “We want people to have a good time, here.”The woman said, “We would have been here earlier, but we were arguing over where to go. Next Wednesday we’ll be here closer to eleven.”“That would be great. Any time you want to come here, we’ll be glad to fire up the pizza oven.