It's over between us, I promise. Give me the chance to show you how much I love you, please!" cried Cynthia."I've given you almost twenty years and I'...m far from convinced, Cynthia," I replied. "How long do you think it should take? I'm lucky if I have another thirty years left." Gil! I don't know how long! I hope a few months or a year. I'll do anything you ask. It could be a new start for us." That would be something new, for me. From the pictures, there really isn't much that could be new to. " She cried.I would have to have a word with her about her language, maybe a proper session over my knee but it would have to wait. I brought her to the brink a few more times and then backed off again, I made sure to have a strong grip of her hips and was trying to control her as much as possible. After her language started to reach pure filth so I decided it was time to let her have it.I let go of her hips and reached up to cup and massage both of her breasts taking her nipples softly to. She then lifted her feet and put them on the arms of the chair and leant back so her love hole was presented all ready for licking. I leant forward and gently licked along the length of her lips and she gave a little moan. I detected the faintest hint of her love juice, knelt back and gradually parted her with my fingers exposing the inner pink moist opening of her pussy and her little pink clitoris which I rubbed gently with my thumb. She jumped and gasped as I touched it and I could see it. She leans over me, planting her free hand firmly beside mine, effectively pinning me so all I can do is stand there and take what she gives me. I can't think anymore. I'm panting and moaning and all of my awareness is on her. Her cock inside me. Her hands on my body. Her breath on the back of my neck. I want to squirm. I want her to pound into me and make me cum. She has other ideas though. "Don't Move." she growls into my ear before nibbling her way down my earlobe and neck. It's so hard.