I came three times with her that night, and she kept my erection up pretty constantly. She called her husband and made an excuse for why she wasn't coming home, and we slept together. She talked about how she planned to create excuses so we could continue our affair in the weeks and months ahead. We fucked again in the morning before she left. My cum oozed from her as she returned home. After that night, she executed the plans she created that night so we had the space for her to continue to be unfaithful to her husband for the first time in their marriage. Man, when that affair was good, it was very very good. We were extremely lucky to find and have each other.
Emily Meade's body and mouth are so very much like a lover I had for a few years. We started up when she was 47; she was fifteen years older than me. We had flirted hard with each other for six years before I took the initiative and rented out a room in a hotel a mile from the home she shared with her husband, who she had married when she was nineteen. When we took off our clothes, we looked at each other for a minute before we started touching each other. We both told each other how very pleased we were, how very nice we found each other's bodies, how much we looked forward to making love. With my previous lovers, it had taken me many sessions to get to my orgasms; I'm slow to cum.