When I was as far in as I could go, I stopped and held still for a moment, savoring the sweet wet softness of her vagina. Jess moved up next to me,and we lay in each others arms, kissing and caressing each other once more. They cheerfully greeted us, then ran inside to change into their play clothes. I pulled her around and buried my face as deep as I could. I saw no title, but the words were clearly describing a sexual act between a young man and a mature woman. “We just need the time.”
“We can make it any time after the kids go to school. Keep that up.” In a flash, she was impaling herself on my spear. I am not attracted to you, in that way. We finished in the shower, but were far from done playing. In a few strokes, her hands were pressed against the damp crotch of her shorts.
