Doris, stop wiggling like that. You will have me doing it all over again like some schoolgirl over the master’s desk.”She was the cream inside our... sandwich of lust, soft and lovely, and not the least bit like her former self with a caustic remark for every tidbit of conversation. I rather liked her like this and felt my prick start to come to life again just thinking about the possible tightness of her as yet unexplored rear door.That mystery was soon dispatched to my memory bank and I can. Just like I remember. We kissed again ... and again. She slid her tongue out to find mine and we french kissed. I missed her ... So. So. Much. I grabbed her ass and she let out the cutest moan out of surprise but she wouldn't stop kissing me. My pussy was wet and my clit was on fire. She knew that. She let her hand follow gravity and her fingers gently but with confidence pressed against my wet pussy. I moaned and kissed her like never before. She smiled, proud to know she can give me such. “I want you to cum and fill me. I want to feel again what I haven't felt for four years when he filled me as no other man could.”She began to fuck me as if nothing had occurred and it wasn’t long before I had regained the sensations I had been slowly building up previously.After a minute or two I could feel the sensation crest.“You are about to get your wish, my love,” I said.Then I began to pump, grunt and ejaculate as best I could with her on top of me. She wiggled and shook, and she gave my. "What is this?" Looks like a DVD to me." I mean, who is Kris?" She's my girlfriend." Girlfriend?" Yes, what part of girlfriend don't you understand?" How long has this been going on?" Six or seven months, give or take." But why?" Why not? You don't seem all that interested in sex anymore. I could just bring men home instead and make you watch some live action instead of your stupid porn flicks. Maybe that would get you interested or maybe you could just be more useful for cleanup after."Instead.