Bend her over the bench

I grabbed Susan by the wrist and spub her around to face the mirror with her back to me. I stood behind her for a moment, my cock pressed against her. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her quickly, then gently pushed her upper half forward until she had her palms resting on the changing room bench.

I flipped her dress up, revealing her beautiful ass.

"What you doing back there?" she asked.

"Just never you mind," I said as I dropped to my knees behind her.

The first thing I did was bury my nose in her hairy pussy and inhale. After all the years we had been together, the smell of Susan's pussy still excited me.

I slid upwards, flicking my tongue across her clit and then between her pussy lips. I paused again and breathed deeply when my nose was buried in her ass. As I sniffed her ass, I rolled my tongue and slid it into her pussy, causing her to moan softly. Then I slid my tongue up again, gliding between her ass cheeks. She moaned again as I swirled it around her asshole.

In all of our years of sex, Susan had let me fuck her in the ass a few times, but had never let me sniff or lick it. Honestly, I sniffed it a few times while she was asleep and I was jerking off, but never while she was aware of what was going on. I didn't waste the opportunity, eating her ass passionately for a moment before sliding my tongue back down to attack her clit.

"If I had known this felt so good..."

She cut off as my tongue brought her to an orgasm.

We stayed that way for several minutes, repeating the same steps over and over and making her cum again and again. I could have stayed that way forever, but I knew our time was limited. We were, afterall, in a changing room at the mall.

I got to my feet and positioned myself behind her. She smiled at me in the mirror, and I pushed my cock easily into her warm, wet pussy. I will admit, part of me still couldn't wait to get to Mike and his big cock, but this moment felt special. Prior to the device, sex with my wife had gotten to be all but non-existant. Even when we had sex, it wasn't passionate love making like this. It was almost a chore.

This was different. I pounded her pussy hard and she buried her face in a pile of clothing to stiffle her moans. Her pussy spasmed continuously around me as I slid in and out. I don't know that I had ever loved her more than I did in that moment.

After several minutes I took a firm grip on her hips and exploded deep inside of her. She moaned loudly into the clothes as I filled her with my cum. I kept pounding until I had milked my balls dry, then slid out of her and stepped back.

Susan stood up on wobbly legs, straighted her dress and turned to me. She pulled me down into a long kiss with lots of tongue. When she finally pulled away she placed a hand on my chest and smiled.

"Now I'm not worried," she said. "Lets go get you some big black cock."