My fingers are now notably wet from her juices. Janice looked directly at me and said “Get inside me now. I glanced upward again to ensure this is actually what she wanted. My wife of 34 years passed away 3 years ago. She suddenly flicks my hands away and pushes me forward. I feel her pussy walls squeeze my dick tight. “Ginger says you probably have not had sex for several years and I should correct that.”
I did not know who this Ginger was but he was correct it was five years since I last had sex. My kisses do not do them justice, however her moaning tells me I might be close. As I step out of my confining clothing, I pick her up and place her down on my bed. I moan as the tension starts to mount. She begged me with her moans and her eyes to continue.
