She never wanted me on top much anymore either. Something about me being too heavy.I knew something was up. After thirty years of marriage you really ...get to know your spouse. I knew her so well that I could tell you when she needed to take a shit. Everything about her had changed. Not just her looks but now her personality that I loved so much. I think her view of me changed as well. It was as though she had been blinded to my looks but now she had been given sight. Instead of the short pudgy. “Oh fuck” She said immediately. The previous orgasm had made her much more sensitive. I pounded her as she tried to push back against the wall. This resulted in a loud banging noise from her hands repeatedly smacking against the wall. “Hold on” Steph stopped me. She dropped to all fours, in the doorway. Her round ass stuck out nicely. I got down on my knees behind her, and started pounding away on her dripping slit. She was approaching orgasm again. Stephanie screamed loudly as I fucked her. There was a new hollowness inside me, along with the cold and a feeling of getting old all too quickly. In Minneapolis, I found a place near the gate where I could plug in the phone and computer. I logged onto the Internet and looked up the brand of the sexy boots Peg had been wearing when I met her. I ordered a new pair in her size and had them shipped to her.I’d been sitting in the gate area for nearly an hour, having heard the announcement that the incoming flight from Seattle was late and. ”“You like it when I hold and pound you, don’t you?”“MMph---Oh..I do…PLEASE Don’t stop…” Alexis had her head turned now and was looking back at me. Her mouth was hanging open as she panted, as she lay there taking it.I slowed just a bit, and shifted my weight to my forearms, then elbows. Sliding my hands under her, I grasped a breast in each hand and squeezed as I thrust in, tugging the nipple as I pulled out. making her moan really loudly.“yes-Yes-s-s-sss” she replied, moaning. perfect.I now.