She squatted over top of my rigid d*** and slowly lower herself down onto it taking it a little deeper each time she squatted down further this went ...on for ten or so minutes watching her boobs bounce up and down and the sound of her wet p**** pumping up and down on my d*** shit I was having the best night I could remember for better than 2o years being a middle aged man I was a little surprised I was lasting this long and still able to blow huge loads. like I was.I could tell she was slowing. .. so far... you better not stop now..."I take her at her word, and begin easing my finger slowly in and out of her now slick ass. More oil and the finger slids easily into her tight tube, bringing groans from Heather, but not of pain or distress, so I work my finger further in until I was using the full length, sliding it around in her tight asshole and working the ring of muscle at the entrance. Taking plenty of time and oil, her ass iss now taking my finger easily, and unconsciously Heather. Now everything was back on track for us and we were doing sixty-nine under the covers trying to be as quiet as possible almost every night.The only fly in the ointment was the fact that my new friend Gloria with her fetish-oriented depravity was making serious demands on my spunk with her mature assertive femininity. I had to confess that she had pretty much pussy-whipped me into complete submission and I loved every minute of it.Sure she was several years older than me and she was unusually. She’d pull back panting for air then repeat the process. She came a second time when he shot his spunk directly down her throat and fell back, feeling dizzy and a little queasy.The eleventh cock was another average sized one. Beginning to tire she leaned against the wall and pumped it with alternating hands, occasionally wetting the knob with her mouth or spitting on it from above. If the man was disappointed by the lack of oral he didn’t show it. Maybe handjobs weren’t that uncommon at glory.