hadn’t taken over to make sure you went to college and had what you needed. I'm sure being in foster care wasn't easy. Other than the basics, we don't know anything about his life, but the thing that stands out is that he's a widower. He's twenty-nine, baby. That's so young to be a widower. I feel just terrible for him."
It was uncomfortable for me to think about that at all because Dillon and I were the same age . The fact that he was a widower made me think things I didn't ever want in my head. I knew that if I lost Sabrina, I'd never survive. Love makes you stronger but it also leaves you very, very vulnerable. I'd choose her, choose to leave myself open to pain over and over again, but that didn't make it any less terrifying.
Shifting beside me, Rina straddled my lap and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. "I know what you're thinking baby, and I agree that it's scary. If I lost you, I'd have less than half a life. But we can't think like that, can't program for it. You and I know better than most that life is fragile, but I really believe that we've both been through enough that we deserve to be happy now."
I loved her so much that it hurt to think about it. I don't know where all the passion inside of me had been hiding all of my life, but there it was. I was a slave to my wife, and I never wanted to be set free.
Smiling at her, I grabbed her hips a lifted. "Scale of one to ten, tell me how ready are you for me to fuck you right here, right now? I'm about a ninety on that scale just so you know."
Giggling down at me, she kissed me. "I'm off the scale. You know damn well that as soon as I took my clothes off and came out here with you that I was ready. We're naked. It shouldn't even be a question."
Kissing her back, I smiled. "Then guide me home."
Reaching behind herself, she did just that. I lost myself in her all over again, overjoyed with the woman who had claimed me for her own.
She rode me hard, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as her hot sex convulsed against my cock. Rina was absolute perfection, her honeyed warmth pulling me in with each downward stroke. I held onto her hips for dear life as she took me to heaven inside of her. There wasn't even any breathing room between us we were so connected.
We kissed like wild maniacs, marking our territory. "FUCK Rina! You're so fucking tight. How do I fuck you twenty-seven days out of thirty and you're still this tight?"
She giggled even as she gasped from the sensation of being pounded. Squeezing against me, she smiled. "Kegels. Two hundred a day. I like feeling overstuffed by you every time. I never want to lose that."
Even when I was fucking her brains out, the woman still made me smile. Pulling her off me, I got into place behind her before pumping myself back into her. Grabbing the edge of the hot tub, she held on as I pummeled her cervix. The feeling of her cunt gripping me and the swirling water against my balls had me right on the edge, and I was fighting a losing battle to keep going.
"Going to come Rina! Rub your clit baby."
Her hands never left the side of the hot tub, but I felt her inner muscles pushing against me just before she screamed as she came, her entire body spasming against mine as she went. The feeling was so intense that for a moment I stopped breathing as my dick erupted inside of her.
Pulling her against my chest, I stumbled back and sat down with her still attached to me. I could barely breathe from coming so hard, and she was gasping for air too. Her hot sheath continued to flutter against me, and it kept my erection firmly in place.
"What the fuck was that Rina? That was unreal."
Shaking her head, she chuckled. "Don't ever let it be said that we don't learn from those that are younger than us. Brooke told me that Damien taught her how to orgasm without clitoral stimulation by pushing out when she feels like she's going to come. I
It was uncomfortable for me to think about that at all because Dillon and I were the same age . The fact that he was a widower made me think things I didn't ever want in my head. I knew that if I lost Sabrina, I'd never survive. Love makes you stronger but it also leaves you very, very vulnerable. I'd choose her, choose to leave myself open to pain over and over again, but that didn't make it any less terrifying.
Shifting beside me, Rina straddled my lap and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. "I know what you're thinking baby, and I agree that it's scary. If I lost you, I'd have less than half a life. But we can't think like that, can't program for it. You and I know better than most that life is fragile, but I really believe that we've both been through enough that we deserve to be happy now."
I loved her so much that it hurt to think about it. I don't know where all the passion inside of me had been hiding all of my life, but there it was. I was a slave to my wife, and I never wanted to be set free.
Smiling at her, I grabbed her hips a lifted. "Scale of one to ten, tell me how ready are you for me to fuck you right here, right now? I'm about a ninety on that scale just so you know."
Giggling down at me, she kissed me. "I'm off the scale. You know damn well that as soon as I took my clothes off and came out here with you that I was ready. We're naked. It shouldn't even be a question."
Kissing her back, I smiled. "Then guide me home."
Reaching behind herself, she did just that. I lost myself in her all over again, overjoyed with the woman who had claimed me for her own.
She rode me hard, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as her hot sex convulsed against my cock. Rina was absolute perfection, her honeyed warmth pulling me in with each downward stroke. I held onto her hips for dear life as she took me to heaven inside of her. There wasn't even any breathing room between us we were so connected.
We kissed like wild maniacs, marking our territory. "FUCK Rina! You're so fucking tight. How do I fuck you twenty-seven days out of thirty and you're still this tight?"
She giggled even as she gasped from the sensation of being pounded. Squeezing against me, she smiled. "Kegels. Two hundred a day. I like feeling overstuffed by you every time. I never want to lose that."
Even when I was fucking her brains out, the woman still made me smile. Pulling her off me, I got into place behind her before pumping myself back into her. Grabbing the edge of the hot tub, she held on as I pummeled her cervix. The feeling of her cunt gripping me and the swirling water against my balls had me right on the edge, and I was fighting a losing battle to keep going.
"Going to come Rina! Rub your clit baby."
Her hands never left the side of the hot tub, but I felt her inner muscles pushing against me just before she screamed as she came, her entire body spasming against mine as she went. The feeling was so intense that for a moment I stopped breathing as my dick erupted inside of her.
Pulling her against my chest, I stumbled back and sat down with her still attached to me. I could barely breathe from coming so hard, and she was gasping for air too. Her hot sheath continued to flutter against me, and it kept my erection firmly in place.
"What the fuck was that Rina? That was unreal."
Shaking her head, she chuckled. "Don't ever let it be said that we don't learn from those that are younger than us. Brooke told me that Damien taught her how to orgasm without clitoral stimulation by pushing out when she feels like she's going to come. I
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