I moved in behind her and took ahold of her hips, lining myself up between drooling labia. Pushing myself inside her steamy snatch, I felt the need t...o take my time with this one.She'd already cum twice from her pee fetish, and I knew that this was likely a one-time chance. After all, how often does a middle-aged guy get to have his way with such a beautiful younger woman? I gripped her hips at the start but slowly moved my hands up her sides until I reached her breasts. I caressed them. Yes he’d live half his live building and then half his life mending fences, or at least that was his plan. He paused again, silently strumming his guitar slowly looking at the faces around him. His light blue eyes seemed to immediately welcome anyone who would take the time to pause and truly see the old man. His eyes seemed to speak of a good, but hard life, one that had many happy times and some very sad ones. A tear tumbled down his cheek reminding everyone that this was one of the sad. " Fiona had been keeping her cycle checked regularly, as she and Jeff had started to try for her to become pregnant. Pulling over to the curb, she started shaking in fear that the ****s may have gotten her with the c***d she and Jeff had planned on placing in hr womb.Reaching into her purse, she found the instrument she was looking for and took her temperature. "NO!" Her voice had screamed out the word as she saw her time was ripe to become pregnant.Over dinner, she and Jeff enjoyed the meal. I suppose that was a subtle tease about her words last spring, but she didn’t catch on to that. So she doesn’t do subtle, I don’t mind really. I was offering it hard, no?“Yes, please, mistress. You can fuck me real nice and hard now.”I laughed, more heartily than scoffingly. “I ‘can’, can I? I ‘can’, you tell me, little bitch!” I slapped one of her exposed titties. She just gave me one of those toothy smiles, like all those actresses on those fucking nighttime soaps who act with their teeth..