Many in their youth do not mind the age difference, but only with the years it becomes more and more tangible. It is great when the years go by, and love in the heart burns, as before, maybe even deeper, more absorbs the mind and body. What is passion without love? What is love without passion? Rarely, it is very rare for people that one is an integral part of another. Inseparable, complementary feelings, emotions!

Diana was 49 years old and her husband Victor was 53 years old. Their union lasts more than 30 years. What just did not happen over the years. Two children grew up and left home.

With some, Diana began to complain of indisposition. After the examination, complex hormone therapy was required. It should be noted that the attending physician was an excellent specialist, quickly bringing the female body in order. Soon the woman felt vigorous and filled with a new thirst for life. This condition has spread to sex! Passion flashed with a new force, but here's the bad luck: Victor could no longer cope with such pressure. And, if in the first place, he was pleased with his violent passion, then a week later he realized that sex five times a day is a bust. No matter what he did, no matter how hard he tried, he suddenly found it impossible to satisfy her. And Diana wanted more and more.

That's why he was now bound, and in the mouth, women's panties appeared as a plug, while Diana, as an obsessed person, was jumping on his penis. Member did not want to fall, already causing suffering. The man was unaware that he had swallowed the “magic pill” since the morning, along with the usual pills. Diana was coming off!

In the living room of their country house there were two decorative columns. A man was tied to one of them, sitting on pillows and stretching his legs, the ropes from which stretched to the second column.

A panties in the mouth ... At first, the man perceived what was happening as a game, but an hour later he began to complain. And he got to the point that his complaints were just boring. I had to use a gag. Diana knew very well that if you use her panties as a gag, then this will lead her man even more.

The jump continued for the third hour. The girl interrupted several times after her orgasms in order to drink a glass of wine and even gracefully give the man a drink from his mouth.

She was naked except for small silver earrings and a pair of white stockings.

Once again, she caught a wave, accelerating movement in the correct rhythm and shook with orgasm. She twirled her hips a little more, as if screwing on the sticking stake of her husband, pressed her bare, wet from sweat breast to the face of her captive and passionately began to kiss her face.

- You're my sex toy today, honey! Humble yourself! As long as I do not play enough, accept this! I want you again and again. It was for this reason that I endured the last two days, without touching you, so that you could accumulate more strength.

Diana slowly pulled the panties out of Victor's mouth and wiped her body with them, paying much attention to her wet little girl.

- Untie me! - immediately took advantage of the situation Victor - Honey, I can no longer.

- Mmmmmm. And our boy thinks differently! - she deftly slid down and voluptuously licked the sticking trunk, - Look what I learned!

With these words, she deftly swallowed a member of her husband on the very basis and began to actively sit down on the penis, holding back cuts and making gurgling sounds like in dirty porn, in which girls are not just fucked in the throat, but raped there, like a piece of meat.

He groaned from a mixture of sensations and what he saw. It is difficult to explain why such “dirty” moments psychologically strongly wound him up. He liked to see how his beloved girl, whom he guarded and uninhabited, turned into an impetuous whore - only his whore. But at the same time the member was already screaming from pain and overstrain.

- Do you like? I see that like! - Her lips and chin were wet from drool, juice and even sperm. She smelled like an insane cocktail of these smells. - Then relax, I know you're close.

The throat fuck continued. Madness veiled enveloped man. Skillful fingers girls caressed testicles, and her mouth absorbed a member with rhythmic activity. He was close, really close. I have never experienced such sensations before and the orgasm was like an explosion, from which sparks flashed in my head. A girl's throat even more tightly squeezed cock. Sperm was not enough - the third orgasm, after all. But not in the amount of sperm matter.

Victor caught his breath

- Honey, Liu ... - he did not have time to agree, having felt the lips of his wife on his lips.

- Shhhhh. If you start complaining, I will shut you up again! - with these words, the panties rubbed on the man's face - Although, I will shut him in any case now! But I recommend you to work more actively, at least it will give a break to your member!

With these words, Diana pulled the chair closer, turned her ass to her husband and put her tongue up her little holes, while she elbowed her elbows on the chair.

Victor actually tried. He was in no hurry, knowing full well what kind of affection his wife loved, but he tried to do everything quite well. The woman drank wine, enjoying the waves slowly rolling over her body. She so long dreamed of coming off! And she dreamed about her husband, because the thoughts about other men were simply disgusting to her. And so, she embodied her plan. Yes, the husband was not entirely happy with this plan - he will appreciate everything later, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. No matter when. But she was enjoying right now.

The orgasm slowly rolled up and flooded her body. The knees began to tremble. Victor's skillful tongue did everything right. That's right!

From her point of view it was fantastic. Fantasy! She lost count of the number of orgasms that she reached herself.

During sex, one small flaw was revealed - the uncomfortable position of Victor's legs. He sometimes deliberately shifted his knees so that it became not comfortable to ride on the penis. It made you angry, just like a child who is deprived of her cherished sweetness. And the situation needed to be rectified, it could be rectified!

Diana caught her breath after orgasm, leaned over and gently kissed his forehead.

“I heard you visited the doctor yesterday,” she said sweetly, recovering her breath. - I didn’t just visited to inquire about my health, but also begged him to change the medicine. Don't do this anymore, honey.

This sentence was said with as if it bears a terrible threat. After a few more moments, she stood up and hung over him.

- Sorry honey. I know that you are not as young as before, and you always have enough strength. But you are my husband, and you must follow my needs. And my needs will be met by you, beloved!

Without waiting for an answer, she turned and disappeared into their bedroom.

In fact, at this moment in the soul of Victor two extremes struggled: possessiveness and jealousy with wild fatigue and a desire to stop sweet torture. At some point, he caught himself thinking that he was ready to call a football team to satisfy his wife in chorus. But then he was horrified by this thought.

He made several attempts to break loose, but the soft leather bracelets on her arms and legs, though they didn’t pinch her veins, but held tight, hoped for a moment that she would decide to untie him when she returned.

Diana left the bedroom, carrying a silk cord from her bathrobe. She wrapped the cord tightly around his lap. Then she took one stocking and sat on her knees.

- I know how you love them! - purring voice caused voluptuous goosebumps, from the stocking smelled of sweat and sex - Do not resist! I remembered one of your old fantasy.

He tried to resist, turning his head, but it made no difference. Panties again took their place in his mouth, then she tied a stocking around his head, above his nose, like a mask of a bandit. The gag prevented him from breathing through his mouth, so he had no choice but to breathe through nylon.Nylon, which a few moments ago was on her feet during all the passionate, sweaty sex.

She leaned between his legs and gently tickled his penis with her nails. The woman knew very well all the erogenous places of her husband, and she was ruthless, and her nails in combination with the stocking did not give him a chance. Excitement refilled his body. Diana, in fact, could already use a member, inspired by the power of Viagra. But she wanted more - to feel her husband excited. Catch his gusts like a predatory bitch! She is at the moment and was a predatory ruthless lustful bitch!

At first she saw a plea for mercy in his eyes. She felt a sudden pinch of guilt. She didn't really want to hurt him. Perhaps she should have shown a little more self-control and give him more time to recover between sex.

Yes, self control. She needed to be a little more attentive to the needs of her husband and control herself. Yes. More recovery time does not hurt. Yes. More self control.

She ran her hands over the body of her man. Her handsome man. Nice. Sweaty and more desirable. Favourite! Connected and gagged.

Helpless.

And the whole, without reserve belongs to her!

She slowly began to squeeze the hips, gradually increasing speed.

Yes, she thought, more self-control, that’s what is needed. BEGINNING FROM A TOMORROW! And better, from Monday!