Too hard. The bed was creaking. His voice was cracking.“Darl—darl—darling, baby, swee—sweetie! Yes!”I had my eyes closed, facing the wall, j...ust banging away at this old guy, loving how hard he was. I even leaned back, moved my feet up, moved my arms back and grabbed his legs, and continued riding that old horse like we were trying to win a trophy.“Please, baby, please, I can’t—I can’t—”“Yes, you can, baby,” I said.I leaned back forward so he could grab my breasts as I rode him, bounced hard on. His left hand covered my mouth, his fingers biting into my skin.He lifted me over the back of the sofa and dragged me to the stairs. When I saw where we were going, I struggled, kicking with my feet, trying to scream. I knew no one would hear me, but I had to try.....I made sure he had a difficult time going upstairs by pushing my weight into him and elbowing his stomach. He did not hit me, but he seemed to be pretty tough. My elbows did not faze him in the least.He knew where he was. People in their forties, hell fifties, play games nowadays. What are you, like sixty-five?”“Fifty-five, you little shit.”“Buy one for me or I’m telling mom, you big pervert.”Bill swung the ignition and nosed out of the parking lot towards whatever destination would satiate his new dictator’s request. * A mixed crowd of patrons poured through the mall’s centre-piece which was the main food court. With the goal purchase already made, the time to refuel since their early morning departure had. The thick bush of hair was my prize, and I buried my face into her lovely bush. The mix of chlorine and pussy was strangely sensual, probably because it reminded me of our genital contact in the water.As we were now nude, is was a quick move to the bed sheets. We were no longer subtle in our movements. It was as though we became two different people. Nothing slow, no finese - we were overwhelmed with unbridled passion. Both worked up to the extreme, we literally attacked each other. Hand flew.