As the zipper slid down, he slid his hand into her panties and caressed her bare slit, causing her to gasp and moan again.‘Oh shit! What do I do now...?’ she thought. ‘It wasn’t supposed to get this far! Why isn’t he passing out?”He stepped back from her then, still kissing her so she didn’t realize exactly what was happening. He broke the kiss then and put his hands on her shoulders, pushing downward as he spoke. “Get on your knees.” It was a simple, but firm command, and she obediently did as he. My hair was receding a little, I needed bifocals, and I was about twenty pounds overweight. The extra weight wasn't muscle, just belly flab. I was in the same job for twenty-six years also. It was boring, and I was at a dead end, career wise. The young kids were smarter than me and had more ambition. I worked just to put food on the table. I had no savings, no retirement plan, and the only insurance was what the company offered. We never even bought a home. We rented our house from my wife's. At first, it was just a little hard, and I could kind of readjust myself to prevent any awkward encounters. Now it was getting hard and I was a few minutes from impaling the poor girl with a rock-hard unit.“Someone’s having fun,” she said reaching back and grabbing my throbbing dick with her right hand.“Not now,” I said swatting her hand away.“Fine,” she huffed.I grabbed her panties and carefully slid them down under her cheeks.Smack! I started to wail on her bare bottom, with more intensity. She had let herself go and now she was his to do with as he wanted. I watched the rutting couple as their passion grew. He took her slowly, but deliberately. He would withdraw almost his entire cock from her, her cunt seeming to cling tightly to it and not wanting to let it go, almost turning her inside out. He would just leave the fat cockhead inside her, then he would slowly push all of it back into her until their pubic bones met where he would grind himself hard against her clitoris. He.