Afterward maybe yours. I don’t know. I don’t have to know. Maybe afterward, its rules I don’t even know exist.I don’t give a fuck if you don�...�t like it. That’s the best thing about being sixty-six.My bucket list started with “Fuck my best friend’s wife”. I did, too. Took me six months to fuck her. I had to break the relationship with that fake goody-two-shoes husband of hers. Took six months before she’d let me put my dick in her pussy. It was good.She didn’t respect him anyway. She told me. I. Do that again!" she pleaded, breathing hard.I set myself, looked around to see if anyone was near then hammered into her repeatedly. I heard a series of fluttering cries and moans."ON TOP!" she groaned.I disengaged our coupling and rolled onto my back. Mo seized my slimy erection in one hand and guided it into her as she slowly squatted down on me.And this time it wasn't my imagination as I saw through half-lidded eyes, that my cock bulging inside her muscular abdomen."Like it, Mo?" Love it,. She is seen outside in the apartment with me more than she is seen with her husband. I used to accompany her to the supermarket in our township.I also used to play tennis with her in the evenings. All the boys used to stare at her when she plays tennis. Even I had tough times in confusion about which balls to concentrate on, her boobs or tennis balls or my balls which get full when I see her playing.She used to play wearing her t-shirt and tight sports legging like thing. Her body after the. The most important innovation installed in ALL Republic vehicles was a "KILL SWITCH" to prevent the poorly equipped rebel forces from getting even one of these old clunkers we were in.We were cruising at a leisurely 100 kms/h scanning the landscape for rebels or some sign of life. That's when we saw the flash. We were hit by something and the "kill Switch" was activated shutting down all systems except the emergency oxygen supply which gave us two hours of life for three people. Frankie did not.