I lay back enjoying the sensation of her hot, warm pussy. I reached up and grabbed hold of her bare breasts, squeezing them as she bounced on my cock....I pulled her close to me so that her breasts were flat against my chest. I kissed her passionately, holding her close as I slid my cock inside her from underneath. She seemed to really like the way we were making love and for some reason, I could not think of being with anyone else. I was in love with her even though she was married.I rolled us. “But…”“Do you ever want to do this again?” then I added, “You agreed to anything, remember”.“Yeah…I guess…but she will get angry, won’t she?”This was the time to change the narrative of the subject, time for some psychological manipulation.“What do you think of your Mother? I mean not necessarily as your mother, but a woman, a female?” Gregg was standing next to the bed and I was absentmindedly playing with his now flaccid well-used cock. He is going to have to be trained for stamina…some other. " Don't overthink women. There are not nearly as needy and selfish as us men. This woman would do anything to make you happy. And, I know that you'd do the same. But, as important as we men think sex is, it's just a bonus to them. Especially if they already have the things that I just mentioned." I see what you're saying. But, if you know women so well, why are you still single, huh?" Cause I'm a dumbass. I have spent my life working far too many hours a day. No one is willing to put up with my. I love what you’re doing. That’s good. I love it. “Come on, fuck my pussy with your tongue!” Her dirty talk was urging me on. I loved how hot and crazy I was making her. I wanted to get her so out of her mind we’d both have the fuck of our lives. My hard cock was straining in my jeans and it was all I could do to keep from taking it out and ramming into her. Neither of us was interested in being gentle. This was out and out animalistic fucking. I loved how wet and juicy her pussy was and how.