So I suppose I should describe my wife physically, because as vapid as it may seem, I feel compelled to paint the picture. Trust me, later on you will... appreciate this description. Amanda has just turned fifty, and has a mature allure that younger men yearn for, and older men understand. She has short brunette hair, a smile that will disarm the most hard-hearted of men, and big, brown eyes that will draw you in like the most addictive of opiates. And those wonderful, womanly curves. My. "You pious fuck." She pulled him close then spun him around, rubbing her wet naked body against his. His groan of anticipation trembled through her body, and she smashed his knee into his balls. Their knees collapsed together, his in pain, hers in lust, and they sank to the floor together. The dildo was stuck to the floor between them, swaying from the vibrations of their bodies moving through the floor. She pushed him back against the wall, pulled his head down and grabbed the dildo.The. "No, I couldn't trust anybody. I trusted you more than anyone in my life. I'm going to tell you something I've never told anyone before because I do know you love me and I can trust you. You remember when we first made out that night after we looked at your dad's magazines? Well a few nights later after I went home I was laying on my bed playing with myself when I saw someone looking in my door. My Uncle Bob was staying with us while mom and dad went to some kind of business thing for a. One thing I don't remember is why we did not have sex, but I do recall that we did not have intercourse. I do know that we k**ded (and hoped) they would open the door again, and we decided that this time her head and my cock would face the door. So after our break, we started 69-ing again. I remember we went really slowly so that they'd get bored and anxious again. Low and behold, Natalie's friend started complaining, "Come on already, I have to get home." "I'm kind of busy right now," was.