Robert cums

Monica and Robert didn’t hear Zack run away and Heather chase after him over the top of Monica’s screams echoing off the rock. The so called responsible adults were too self-absorbed by their own issues and their own pleasure to take much notice of anything going on around them. Monica had already climaxed, her pussy leaking fluids all over Robert’s cock as he continued to saw in and out of her wanting cunt. With a tight grip on her hips, he thrust harder and faster with his large, solid cock, feeling his own orgasm building inside. Monica moaned every time her hole was stretched wide by Robert’s thick cock, her quivering walls clamping down on his shaft when he filled her.

“Argh, I’m about to cum,” Robert bellowed, pulling her hips back against his as he shoved his dick deep inside. “Yes, fuck, I’m cumming.”

She felt his cock throb inside her followed by a warmth spreading throughout her nether regions. His cock twitched rapidly, pumping his thick load into her slick, wet hole. He kept thrusting, slowly now though, keeping his cock firmly inside her as he worked the full volume of his cum out of his balls. Monica’s pussy did its part too, her walls squeezing around the length of his dick, drawing out every last drop of his seed until he was spent. He leaned forward, resting against the wall as Monica slid off his dick.

“Shit,” he panted. “It’s been a while since I’ve cum so hard. I feel wiped out.”

A smile spread across her face, feeling a sense of pride at having bested Robert’s many other conquests. True it made her feel slutty too, her an intelligent, hard working doctor being compared to a bunch of secretaries, interns and college girls, but there was also something about being able to compete and beat women half her age that made her smugly satisfied.

“Maybe you’re just old,” she joked, fixing her skirt, pushing the material down over her ass and thighs, hiding her pussy from view. She gazed sadly at her torn thong on the ground as Robert’s cum leaked out of her pussy and ran down her leg.

“Give me a minute and I’ll show you I’m not so old,” Robert growled, straightening up, though his posturing was undermined by the fact that he was still catching his breath.

“Not now,” Monica insisted, reaching down and picking up her underwear. “I really need to go get to the hospital and check on Victoria.”

“That’s right,” Robert replied blinking, just remembering about the girl who had gotten lost. “I forgot about her, I was so caught up in…well, you.”

Monica smirked, recognising Robert’s charm offensive from a mile away but that didn’t make it any less flattering. Nevertheless, one of them that to keep a clear head…this time at least.

“Yes, her. The reason we’re in these caves, you know,” Monica said, stuffing the panties into a pocket. “Now, do you think you can get us out of here or do we need to call the rangers?”

“No, I think I should be able to figure it out,” Robert stated, slipping his cock back inside his trousers. Even soft it still caused a noticeable bulge.

He picked up the torch and led Monica from the room, neither of them noticing the cum stains Zack had left on the other side of the stone wall. The elder Ravers had a fairly good sense of direction and worked out roughly from their current location which way the cave entrance should be. Monica followed him, knowing that despite his age he could be immature and irresponsible but trusting him when it came to navigation like this. Sure enough, within several minutes Robert had led her through two rooms to a wide, spiralling upward path.

Monica followed him up what felt like a very natural staircase, the ridges in the rock acting as steps. It was rather steep, especially when they were already a little worn out from fucking. It wasn’t just the physical weariness, it was that mental and emotional relaxed feeling after good sex that just made them want to lie down and sleep and made even the most trivial of movements a chore. But Monica knew she couldn’t rest. A young girl was probably counting on them and they’d already wasted enough time as it was…well maybe it wasn’t so much wasted as misplaced.

The climb felt long, much longer than it took to fall into the hole. Both Monica and Robert worked out through so even if they were drained they were physically fit enough to keep going, to fend off muscle ache and cramps as they pushed themselves up and up and up. The darkness made it difficult to measure time, so what might only have been ten or fifteen minutes of climbing the rocky stairs felt more like an hour, the minutes being stretched out into eternity.

But finally, Monica felt that cool night breeze upon her face, the moon beaming brightly upon them from high above. To the right was a tourist board detailing all the features of the caves and what special wildlife might be found there. Looking around she saw no one else, and frowned, wondering where their children could be.

“Heather and Zack aren’t here,” Monica informed Robert, as if he couldn't see that fact for himself, the inflection at the end of her sentence making the statement seem more like a question.

“They probably went into the caves to look for her,” Robert assured her. “Heather has spent her whole life around here. Zack won’t get lost if he’s with her.”

“Should one of us wait for them or…” Monica asked, looking anxiously between the cave entrance and the path. “I think I should get to the hospital as soon as possible.”

“No, we can leave,” Robert said, turning their flashlight on the path down through the forest. “I’m more concerned about them coming out and not being able to find us.”

“So, one of us should stay?” Monica said, confused as she followed Robert, the Red Pines folding in around them as they took to the trail.

“No, I’ll just text her,” He said, handing the torch to Monica and taking out his phone. He typed out a message, telling his daughter that he and Zack’s mother were heading back to the cabin, and pressed send.