"Marjorie?" he asked. His high pitched voice wasstrange to his ears, but he could deal with that later. His wife, ifthat's who this was, came first."C...-- Carl?" the man next to him asked.He almost collapsed in joy. "It's me, my dear. It's me." The man in bedwith him was a stranger, he'd never seen him before. It didn't matter. Hedidn't have the slightest doubt in his mind. This was Marjorie. HisMarjorie. "This might be a little hard to explain..."The man took a deep breath and looked straight at. That joyous feeling of being full. Uncomfortable at first but once in feeling right. Then she is pulling out. I find myself dreading the pain as she pulls out but it never comes. She is on the way back down. Full again. Slow withdrawal and then slowly speeding up until her skin is slapping against my arse cheeks. Slap. Slap. She pauses briefly. Lies along my back her cock still deep inside me. "You feel great" She says. Her lips press the top of my shoulder blades. Then she is off again.. “I got stuck in the schools parking lot, some bozo crashed a car near mine and the wreck blocked me in” she explained with some frustration in her voice. “If I find out that’s not true you’re dead” I joked with her. “Oh do you have the notes to Mrs.Brownings class from yesterday?” she asked me. “Yea I do, you’re such a loser always copying off of me, why don’t you ever pay attention in class anyways?” I said as I grabbed my notes from my bag. She didn’t answer me she just had a lost look in. She pulled back from mylips and tongue to sink down beside me, kissing away the remnants of herfluid that dotted my lips.The shower started to cool and so we toweled each other dry. She wasplayful and tender, kissing every inch of me as she dried me off. Herlips and teeth found my nipples and she sucked them, nibbling gently inbetween. By now I was aching with need. Her hands found by cock and shewrapped both of them around the shaft stacked.“So big, ” she murmured. She relinquished hold of.