“So hot, darling…I’ve got to come…” I begin to thrust up at him, and
watch the changes on his face as he builds up to his orgasm. “Let me
come…make me come…” “Come on” I whisper back, wiggling my hips,
jerking them up and down in just the way that always sends him off.
“You’re gonna come, baby…I want you to…can you feel me? Can you feel
how much I want you?” “Yes…yes I can…oh, it’s good…” “Good? Can
you feel how much I want your come? How much I want to feel your
hot…cream…fill me up…?” Encouraging him with my voice, I thrust up
against him at every word. This goes on for only a couple of minutes
before… “Oh, I’m gonna come, baby, here I come, here…comes…my
hot…AH! AH!” His face contorts and his mouth falls open as a strained
noise of ecstasy is wrenched from his throat. His hands press down on my
shoulders and he pins my hips solidly to the bed with his own, his torso
curving backward with the intensity. I concentrate on my lover’s
pleasure, enjoying his climax as much as I enjoyed mine. He collapses on
me heavily, and I put my arms around his sweaty back. We lie there
together, his head over my shoulder and his hair tickling my face until
the sweat starts to dry and the air-conditioned atmosphere of our bedroom
begins to encroach on the thermology we’ve created around us. When his
heart slows and his breathing returns to normal, he does a horizontal
stretch, then reluctantly pulls out of me and gets up to go use the
bathroom. He comes back, and then I take my turn. When I return, the
spare quilt is on the floor, and he is curled up beneath our
sleeping-blanket. I get in bed and fit my body against the curve of his
back. “Blow out the candle, love” I request. He does. “Is the outside
door locked?” He grunts an affirmative. I kiss his neck.”Good night,
sweetheart” I say. “Good night” he replies. We sleep.

Just look at that.” “I wish I could.” “Oh, it’s beautiful. I’m so big
and hard and you’re so wet and juicy…oh, your muscles are contracting
around me and it feels so good…” “Oh, fuck me! Fuck me hard!” Our
words deteriorate into wild noises and the world is nothing more to me
than water pouring down and cock filling me up. I can’t even move, the
best I can do is stand there and receive. “Can I come?” he asks, pausing
for a moment. “No. I want to watch. I want to watch you when you come,
and I want you to watch me. How’s that sound? That sound good?” “Oh,
yes! Please.” He thrusts once more. I grunt and push against him again.
“Feels so good” I sigh. “Yeah, but stop or I’ll come now, inside you.”

“You wash me now.” “Okay.” He washes my shoulders and my arms and my
breasts, then turns me around and starts on my back. “Nice,” I say. He
washes my rump, one hand soaping, the other exploring my pussy. He puts
his middle finger in me while he washes my pubic hair. I moan and bend
over a little. This gives him an idea, namely to replace his finger with
his prick. I moan as it goes into me at an entirely different angle than
I’ve ever felt it. I bend over further, holding on the the hot and cold
dials for support. Water is running into my eyes, and when I open my
mouth to make an appreciative groan, my mouth fills with it, but I don’t
care. It’s good, so good, the shower beating on my back and his huge,
hard cock pounding into my body. My legs are getting too wobbly to stand
on, so he holds my hips and I lean back on him as he thrusts in and out
of me. He moves slowly and gently for a time, then all of the sudden
slams against my ass, driving his cock in me as deep as it can possibly
go. The impact is so stunning it makes me yell. “I’m sorry!” he says.
“For what?!” I pant. “Didn’t I hurt you?” “Oh, God, no, it felt…uhn!” I
grunt, thrusting back against him…”amazing!” “In that case…” he says.
He does it again, then renews fucking me at a reasonable rate. “Oh, look
at that” he says. “Look at my hard cock sliding in and out of your cunt.

I
press myself against his fingers, and in distraction lose track of what
I’m doing. “OWW!” he exclaims suddenly. I pull away. “What is it?” I ask
in slight alarm. He turns around and pulls me back against him. “It’s
okay” he says. “You got a little rough with that fingernail.” “Oh, baby,
I’m sorry!” I’ve forgotten my fingernails before, once causing a slightly
unpleasant sore in a delicate place. “I’ll cut them off.” “No, don’t do
that.” “Well, I don’t want to hurt you like that.” “Just be more
careful.” I giggle.”I’m sorry. It’s sometimes hard to…I forget.”
“Don’t cut them off. Then you wouldn’t be able to scratch my back.” “How
about if I cut the nails off one hand so…” “That would look silly.”

“I’d be careful with that if I were you. It’s still a
touchy subject for me.” I gave her a moment to digest that. “So
I want to recapture my youth. I didn’t think 40 was all that
old, compared let’s say, to 80. Let’s assume for the moment that
you are right. So what.”

“It’s the wrong reason for you to be in the class. You
don’t belong in this group anyway – - I checked at the desk and
they put you in this class by mistake – - you should be doing
lower impact aerobics until you work yourself back into some sort
of shape.”

Young couple Sophia and Derrick Pierce are just married and are full of lust for each other.

In this movie set they screw, he fucks her every hole and then cums in her mouth for her to drink the cum to the last drop