“Definitely not the first time you have done that, I would guess.”“No, but I am not certain I have ever enjoyed doing it more than I will this t...ime. “ I said in a deep sexy voice as I pushed the straps from her shoulders and kissed the furrows the weight of the strap had pressed into her flesh. Looking over her shoulders I saw the beautiful mature flesh spill out. It was not solid and round like a school girl’s pert breasts. These were a mature woman’s soft flesh that spilled out onto her. Five o'clock finally got here after what seemed an eternity. It was not that my day had been particularly difficult or tiring, because it wasn't. It dragged just because it was Friday. The weekend beckoned. I had promised the kids we would see a ballgame on Saturday and spend Sunday afternoon at the local water park. With so much planned, I really wanted a quiet restful evening. I couldn't wait to hit the couch for a little R & R.As I came into the house, the first thing that struck me was the. Often inside her pussy, sometimes in her mouth or over her tits and stockings. She would always lick up my hot cream except when I came on her stockings, then she would share it with me telling me it was good to lick up my hot spunk off the nylon and then kiss each other deeply and passionately. So I became used to fucking her good an hard to satisfy her before being allowed to realise the pleasure of my own orgasm until one day, she welcomed me at the door, dressed as usual in ff nylons, an. She said, “I want your cum, you’ve ruined my pussy, I can’t believe how strong you are.”Lorraine was exhausted, her face had beads of sweat all over and she was panting.I said, “Open your your mouth.”I pulled my dick out of her and she gasped. I held my cock right below the head and once I got lined up I slid my hand up and down my slippery shaft. It only took two strokes and the first stream shot like a bullet from a rifle, hitting her cheek bone directly below her right eye, the next directly.