But an even louder part pushed those thoughts aside. It felt so right and so good; my body missed this closeness, missed these feelings and urges.I ha...d loved my wife dearly; we had been married for more than 30 years when she had died along with Anita’s mother. But her health had never been particularly strong and had grown weaker as she aged. Sex had become painful for her and it had ceased to be part of our lives. I loved her deeply, with all my heart and let go freely not wanting to cause. ”“Shukriya malik,” maine kaha.Kareeb 20-minute tak usne mujhe ghodi wale pose mein hi choda. Uske baad, usne apna lund nikala aur mere bagal mein aake let gaya. Main uske upar chadh gyi. Apne haath se uska lund pakadke maine apni chut mein daal liya aur kudne lagi. Mere chuche upar-neeche uchhal rahe the.“Kya mast maal hai tu yaar,” Rajeev mere chuchiyo se khelte hue bola.“Apka lund mast hai, malik, bohut andar tak jaa raha hai. Maza aa raha hai, he bhagwan, kya lund hai,” maine siskiya lete. “Lianne hates being tickled, don’t you babe”? Tina extended a hand to Lianne’s side and started to tickle her.Lianne squealed in fits of laughter as she wiggled and squirmed on the floor. With no shame, Lianne flipped onto her back as Ali joined in the fun. Together they made a full assault on her, Lianne wriggling about, her breasts flopping side to side as well as her belly. She had quite a spread that grew thigh to thigh as well as round under her pussy. She threw her legs apart at. When my cock shriveled, I collapsed on top of her.She wrapped her arms around me and showered my face with kisses, panting how wonderful I made her feel. Holding her, I rolled us over bringing her on top. I wrapped my arms around her, my right on her waist and brought my left hand over her ass. I stroked her ass cheeks a little, then pushed my middle and ring fingers into her asshole to the second knuckle. She snuggled her head in the crook of my neck and moaned contentedly. We remained like.