She’s in the other room getting her pussy eaten by her bull right now. I can hear the moans, it’s so hot
I stood in the hallway outside our locked guestroom door one time. My loving wife was 32. Our neighbor with the perpetual erection around her was 25. I counted 4 unmistakenable male climaxes in the span of 2 hours. So hot! l was dying for a glimpse. Then it occurred to me our seldom used guest room venetian blinds could accidently be open to an advantageous qangle.....It was worth a look-see. They were open enough to where l could make out her bare feet and legs flailing about the top of our young neighbor's head. Denoting her legs were spread to the maximum, hence allowing the fortunate neighbor the maximum depth of penetration.
After a good-nite kiss at the back door the neighbor left. My wife took up a position on the reclininger chair in the living room. I waited for her to light her obligatory post-coital cigarrette. Then, without a word spoken, l advanced from our master bedroom towards her position in the living room, clad only in boxer shorts.
Initially, she displayed a touch of anxiety. I knelt before her and began undoing her flattering tight jeans. Then moved northward to remove the fuzzy white sweater that set her profile off. I returned to her area south of the equator. I removed her lace panties, taking note her pussy was indeed wet. l ever=so-genttly-drew my tongue over her clitoris. She reacted with a sudden flinch........
The first words l spoke were then, "A little sensitive there Baby ?" l smiled right after uttering that phrase. My smile relieved any anxiety in her. She beamed broadly at me then....
I carried her now nude body into our master bedroom. My manhood was at full staff, protruding from my boxers. This was the second time we had enjoyed sloppy seconds. And her taking a different cock within twenty minutes was not lost on her. I don't remember if the subject of birth control was brought up during the night or in the following morning. No, she had not restarted the pill after delivering our first some sixteen months before.
Did l mention she was 32 at the time? Peak feminine fertility. Did l mention her young buck was 25? And certainly turned on above and beyond what any mortal man could be expected. The proof being in four unmistakenable male climaxes witnessed by yours truly out in the hallway. It is a given he ejaculated torrents of hyper-active sperm in her tight cervical area.
Also it can not be discounted the quantity of semen yours truly added to the pot. I know l didn't last long in her warm, slippery, velvet-like chamber. It is quite conceivable after a short rest l ejaculated in her again, in short order.
It goes without saying we made love again upon wakening in the morning. She delivered our second ten months after this interlude.