Sally pussy was shaven and as pink as the panties, I tossed her panties by my pants, wanting to keep them. I lay back down and Sally began to ride my ...face once more, I was tongue fucking and licking the best and my first 60 year old pussy. Sally started to have an orgasm and began to buck over me. It was great, her love juices was running all over me. Sally went wild; she was riding my mouth, my nose, every part of my face. Her love juices were pouring out and down my mouth. Sally is a. I told him it was ok to touch. He said, "Well, how does the lady feel about that?" She answered by taking his hands and placing them on her tits.As he was looking and touching and admiring, I reached down and pulled her skirt up to her waist (no panties). I then asked him to cut the light. He did better, reaching over and drawing the drape to close off the sleeper from the outside world, turned on the little reading lamp over the bed and off went the big overhead light.He then turned his. " The trouble is, I've done too much thinking with my genitals, and that's all you've been using lately. I have never seen anyone so utterly consumed with perverse sex, or sex in general. That's all you think about and that's all you do." Oh, Bob, all this is just the foamy froth that spews out after a bottle gets uncorked. It'll pass and settle down. You'd relate if you'd been corked all these years. Right now, anything with a slit between its legs is thinking about sex during every waking. Please get off me...' I felt the slippery wet huge penile head press gently against my bung hole 'please don't do me like this...' I begged. A wet tongue probed my ear, I tossed my head, he said 'ask me not to fuck you, say it softly, you don't want my folks to hear...' Helplessly I whispered as silently as I could '...please, don't fuck me...' HE said '...make me believe that you mean what you say, draw it out...' I shook my head as his massive tool probed deeper into my outer anal sphincter.