Put Mrs. Cooper on the bed

You help Mrs. Cooper up from the bed. You put her arm over your shoulder and half carry her to the end of the bed. Putting her feet down, you steady her. You sit down with her and she drapes herself around your body. Her lungs are working overtime, which makes her boobs move in such a delightful orbit.

She seems to recover somewhat. She pulls your face toward her and kisses you. Her tongue is soft in your mouth.

She breaks the kiss and gazes in your eyes. "Mr. Cooper used to fuck me like that when we were in college before we were married, though he never ventured to the dark side. He really hasn't thrilled me like that since we made Betty." She shudders as an aftershock.

"Speaking of her, how can I help you nail her? She's gotta get some of that cock of yours. You've got the magic penis. Just promise me that you'll use a condom. My tubes are tied, so don't worry about knocking me up."