He knew her husband would probably kill him if Phil so much as tried to steal a kiss from his wife, much less ram his horny cock inside her hot cunt.F...inally, Phil decided to go for broke. He sat there beside Barb, drawing up as much foolish courage as he could muster and then he turned towards her and said, "Barb, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but you have gorgeous brown hair. I think it's so healthy and attractive on you."It was like Phil's words had completely stolen Barb's attention. Michael (my Marine partner) was slowly trying to seduce me and I played along with him. Though I’m sure he knew I was married since I was wearing a wedding ring, he never asked me directly and I decided to just go with the flow . I did, however, tell him I was fifty-two years old (I didn’t want him to be shocked at finding out once we became intimate ). I half way expected him to excuse himself and find a much younger woman but he didn’t and told me that he was twenty-five himself and that I. The vibration must feel otherworldly. It causes a moan, which is almost a sob.I smile at her and go back to twisting her nipple hard. “What’s wrong, baby?” I ask sweetly.“Fuckkk….I need to cum!” she whines. “Please!”I smile, knowing this is only the first of dozens and dozens of satisfying releases my multi-orgasmic bitch will experience today. “Cum,” I tell her. She arches. I grip her breast for a moment…. Then switch back to that thigh. My fingers trace the swollen lips of her pussy. I turn. Rupa was 6 months elder than me. She was an architect in private firm. She was 5, 6”; well maintained with awesome figure we were in same class from our childhood till our graduation. I was the one who took her virginity when we were in our 12th. She was wild one during our sex. Saru was 1 year younger to me; she was bit taller than me & Rupa with great shaped boobs; must say better than Rupa’s. She was athletic build. She used to come to Delhi during her summer breaks but I came close to her.