Naked old men

" "I am! I want you inside me so bad!" "Okey dokey," I grinned, "But first, I gotta tell you I love you a few thousand times to make up for all that shit the past few months." "You already did make up for it," she said as she slid her boxers down, "Now are you gonna make love to me or not?" I did make love to her, and naked old men was about the sweetest time we'd ever had together. We lay side by side with Kelly's back to me and I slid easily into her. We couldn't get as much penetration that way, but tonight that wasn't important. What was important was that we be united, and not for just a few moments, but as long as humanly possible. My raging hormones were demanding a quick release, but I refused to let them win this battle. We very slowly moved back and forth, both totally relaxed as I slid in and out. Every time I felt that naked old men was about to end I stopped, and Kelly, sensing what was about to happen, stopped too, until the urge passed. My arms were wrapped around her and my hands were exploring her now familiar body. It was hard and muscular from all the swimming, but still had the softness of an immature boy. I tried not to put value on the physical aspect of our relationship, but at times like this I couldn't help naked old men. I cannot say for sure how long we kept naked old men up because time was unimportant. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if someone told me that time stood still for the next thirty minutes or so. When I finally could hold on no longer and Kelly felt the first of many volleys being injected into her, she responded by releasing her own load. her shudder only served to make my orgasm more intense. When we had finally come back to earth, I wanted to talk as was our custom; but naked old men was not to be tonight.