as far as I could, I tried to give her a bottom kiss ... Ludmila, it was felt, was completely opposed to what was to happen next. Her breathing became increasingly uneven and loud. She started up and obviously dragged from my hands, because of what I do.

I could not restrain myself anymore. With one hand, I drastically reduced the strip of fabric to its bottoms to the side, with the other I freed my cudgel (although, of course, I make a compliment to myself - it’s not such a fighter in my 57 years). And then everything went like clockwork. Lyudmila still remained the same (according to the memoirs of our life together). The same rudeness in communicating with my disc. She did what she always did when she was still living together: she dramatically pushed the skin back and forth on it several times, and then put it exactly where it should have been for a long time ...

Like a half-liter wafer oil poured Lyudmila between the legs ...
All these young people, or there, at the age who had been on my couch - when I was completely backed up - and could not give a tenth of the pleasure I was experiencing now. Those “pisyuhi”, in which I entered for the money: paid so much so - entered so that almost creaked between their legs. Naturally. And what? Worked out the "grandmother" girls ...
And now it was so soft, so gentle that he could not resist, attracted Lyudmila to himself, and continuing to bend the lower back, he showered her with kisses: mouth, ears, neck ... And one thing that remained in my head was “not to end. In no case do not stop, extend as long as possible "...
Oh, again, sorry for naturalism, my "count" came home again ...

And still hung in my head.
Involuntarily remembered that case, after a year of our life together ...

I then got out of the shower. In a bathrobe. He sat in the chair. In the meantime, Ludka frantically gathered herself - she was late for an institute at a lecture. I'm sitting in
chair, with a grin watching her bustle, moving his knees back and forth. The floors of my dressing gown were separated. I did not pay attention to it. A spouse drew. Suddenly, somehow, like a cat, gently, she approached me, suddenly, she slumped down on her knees, and took my dick in her hands. Then we were young, and he naturally rose sharply to the full twenty-centimeter beauty.

“How beautiful he is after all,” said Lyudmila and pressed her lips to him.
It was the only time my wife gave me a blowjob. You have no idea what was going on with me. I curled up in a chair like an eel on a greased skillet, I crushed her breasts, dragged her head against my dick ... Why did she start doing this? I dont know. I can only guess: as far as sex is concerned, girls, unlike boys, have their own cockroaches in their heads.
- You feel good? She suddenly asked, freeing her mouth.
- Lud, I have never experienced such a buzz ... Only ... Only I will not finish like that ...
- Well, these are your problems ... - She stood up, leaving me with incomplete ...
- People, I have to finish, otherwise I explode!
- Well, blow up, I'm late to the institute ..

- People, please ...
- Do I have to undress now? I'm telling you - I'm late to the institute ...
- Yes, no need to undress.
I got up, put a kiss on her lips and threw it on the bed
“Fool,” Lyudka breathed out, hugging my neck with her hands, “do you even remember that you can't be in me today?”
Fool - then I am a fool, but, having thrown Lyudka on the bed, I managed to get a condom out of the dresser. Year of all as married, married.
But one thing is when you take off your pajama pants from your wife or you pick up a nightie before bed ...
And now it's completely different. Below me is a woman in a knee-length skirt. In tights. I know that wife. And she knows that I am a husband. But when I lift up her skirt, and then I pull down the tights together with my underpants and,
hanging over this most beautiful of pictures, I put a condom on my dick (married, take note) ... Excitement reaches the highest point.

Ludka then it was not necessary. She played with my rebellious, well ... I don't even know why myself. Just. She had such a fantasy. Just to play.Nothing, in the sense of continuation, not having in mind. Little did I know her then - the year means nothing in the physical understanding of a woman. Even if he lived it together on the same bed. Especially, if it costs. Almost daily. Brains to think about what exactly is missing in your wife's head. When strained.
She was wearing a white blouse, plaid knee-length skirt.

Lyudka turned her head to the side, did not look at me. And I did not care - I had to finish. Without being ashamed (and what is ashamed in front of my wife?), I exposed mine, pulled off the skin - if the condom
wear on not bare member, then the buzz will be less. Then, without haste, he threw up his skirt in a businesslike manner, pulled the pantyhose down to his knees right away with the panties ... He did not touch the blouse. Breasts for excitement were not needed: a member and so stood like a stake. And I began to push this stake through Lyudmila between my legs. He walked in hard, it even seemed that there was something there, a barrier that resisted my entry ... Lyudmila frowned, her whole face tensed, her lips curved in grimace ... Well, I was over-excited and six -seven jocks enough for me to cum. Finished in gum.

Becoming more gray (gray hairs on my head was added) and smarter, I can only now appreciate the fact that my wife allowed me then. Not warmed up), not kissed, caressed by her body through my body — like this, I actually raped her. But she didn’t say a word to me ... I’m still selfish bastard ...

... I firmly embraced Lyudmila (this is me again about the summer shower in the country) and turned her into a “pioneering” position: turning over and bending under me. She, of course, was very uncomfortable lying on bare boards. But I was again overcome by sexual egoism. Swaying on her faster and faster, I covered her face with kisses. The hand did not descend from her breast: she crushed, crushed, squeezed out of her the pleasure that she obviously received from me ... In any case, her face was not the same as it was then. Indifferent to everything. Lyudmilina legs long ago hugged my lower back. And all the more tangible, I felt that we were entering a mutual rhythm ... On the back and stomach went a wave. I know perfectly well what it is, a couple more strokes - and I will become an animal. Not at all thinking who is behind me, who I am. All that remains in me will be reduced to a primitive minimum: finish ... And after that - and I also know this, there will come a stupor of indifference. I did not want this. I really wanted Lyudmila to experience ecstasy at her level ...

... I abruptly left her, tightly pressed to me, and frantically began to kiss my mouth, my forehead, my ears with kisses ...
Lyudmila did not resist, breathing heavily. Occasionally trembling hips. I realized that she is now on the very verge to which I am obliged to bring her down and carefully, gently lower her for her ...
I put a small meringue in her neck and just went down to chest level.
Kissing her breasts is blissful. Yes, they have grown up with her for the time that we did not communicate. But Glory to God did not become the udder that Chekhova and Semenovich. Lyudmila's chest still fit in my palm. And I still think: all that fits in the male palm is the chest. And what is not - udder ...

I could not tear my lips from them ... With great regret I did it. Tongue, lips began to descend lower and lower on her body. When my lips were at the level of the pubis, Lyudka sort of came to her senses:
- Sasha, you fool, what are you doing?
She had every right to such a question. Never in our life together did I do it. But those seventeen years that we did not live together taught me a lot.
- People, relax, - I said, - you will be pleased ...
I stretched my arms along her body and began to pinch her slightly with her fingers on the sides, and in the meantime my tongue firmly rested between her legs. She froze ... And my tongue set to work.

The fact that he performed this work correctly and, not afraid of this word, professionally, could be based on the reaction to this of Lyudmila. She wrapped her arms around my head:
“Sasha ... Sasha ... Sasha,” she said, between moans that grew louder and louder.
Lyudmila shook her head, squeezing her nipples on her breasts, and suddenly squeezed me with her knees with a force, making a long and drawn out moan.
We froze. Both. Her breathing began to gradually return to the usual rhythm.Suddenly she abruptly sat down, pulled her close, and her lips found mine. For a long time she thanked me with her lips, a tongue that passed through my teeth, palate, gums ..
- Thank you, Sasha, - finally, she turned away from me. - Wait, what about you? - she looked there, down my
belly. There my pipiska was nervous. And not without reason.

- Come on, - I said - I will survive.
“Lie down,” she didn’t even say, Lyudmila demanded.
Then followed the same thing that just happened. But vice versa. Lyudmila put me without a neck. And then she led her gorgeous breasts down my body, simultaneously touching my chest, hands, abdomen with her lips ... But I didn’t even guess what she had in store for me as a result: put her breasts so that my dick was right between them. Squeezing their hands, she began to move the top down ... When I had only a few steps to the peak of bliss, she released my dick from her charming vice. But not from myself. Like when, long ago, I took it in my mouth
“Sash, stop when you want,” she said. And I also had little to endure. Lyudmila also learned something from the time that we did not live together. A member, a head wrapped around her charming lips, one hand worked on the rod, the other - gently and gently twisted my eggs ...

And so, when my volcano was supposed to descend, something happened that neither I nor my spouse expected at all.
The fists on the door of our summer bed were thundered:
- Mom, mom, are you here? - Our twenty-year-old daughter rushed into our “matrimonial bed”. - Mom, I searched you ..
“I am here,” Lyudka shouted, “she took a shower.” Now I will come ... And she put a finger on my lips, and I understood from my eyes, at least I hiccup, I will not see her for another thirty years. Rather - it is me and only in the coffin. I nodded my head. She also nodded her head and relaxed ...
Aha
I dramatically pulled her to me. She did not expect this. I dramatically pulled her ear to my lips (hit):
- Will you come to me when the daughter falls asleep?
Lyudka was silent and thought for a second, not more
- Just do not fall asleep, damn old ...