Slowly and tenderly

There were no more words. They didn't need them at this point. They kissed and held each other, both carefully and slowly stripping the other other. Her dress fell away without her even noticing, followed by his pants that hit the floor hard enough to make them giggle as his coin pouch slammed down. They broke the kiss for her to pull his shirt over his head before they tumbled together onto the bed. Old as Horace claimed to be, he was still like a young man as they began to giggle and kiss each other again. For a moment, their worries were forgotten as they reveled in each other's body. The old man finally stopped kissing her to pull off her panties to leave her completely undressed.

"These are going home with me."

"Oh really," she giggled.

"I deserve a prize," he answered with a chuckle.

"I'll give you a prize love," she said as she began to kiss her way down his chest. His own underwear were strained by his cock and it popped free when she pulled them down. Unlike Horace, she didn't need the underwear as a reminder of their time together.

She tossed the garment aside and turned her focus to her lover's cock. Horace wasn't the biggest she had ever been with (And she wasn't going to even think of the man who was) but he was certainly thick. His cock had been her first and even after all the men she had been with, few stretched her the way he did. He had kept his pubic hair well manicured over the years to make it easier on both her and his wife when they gave him blowjobs, but she could see that what hair he had was starting to grey. Under the old but magnificent cock, rested a pair of weighty balls. She knew from experience that these were his weakness and took great pleasure in teasing them.

Horace for his part had stretched out and had his head propped on a pillow to watch her work. Lethila started with his weakness. She dipped her head down and began to gently lick his balls, careful to use the tip of her tongue to tease him. Horace's moans spurred her onward. She began bathing his balls in earnest with her tongue before working her way up. She licked from the base of his cock to the tip and then back down. She took her time, licking and teasing every inch with just her tongue. It wasn't until she had thoroughly licked him that she gave the head a kiss and then took him into her mouth. Lethila was very confident in her ability to suck cock, but she always saved her best for Horace. She could have easily pushed him to an orgasm quickly, but she took her time, bobbing her had slowly and gauging his moans to figure out how close he was.

Horace for his part knew what she was doing and gave her plenty of warning that he was getting close. Lethila stopped her blowjob but kept his cock in her mouth. She looked up at him while her lover glared in frustration. With an indignant huff, he let her know when she could resume. She brought him close twice before she stopped with her blowjob.

"Lethila.... That's not very nice," Horace panted from need.

"Just building for the finale my love," she cooed.

Lethila kissed her way back up his chest and gave him one long kiss before she sat up on his lap. She carefully lifted her hips and positioned his cock at her very wet entrance and looked him in the eye. Slowly, ever so slowly, she impaled herself. Inch after inch slid into her and she felt the same familiar stretching that only he could give her. Together they moaned as she began to ride him. Her hips rising and falling in slow, but passionate movements. Her soft moans were like music to the old man's ears and his deeper sighs of pleasure pushed her to please him more.

Together they allowed the pleasure to build. As it built, their passion evolved. First he began to add firm thrusts to meet her pace, then she began to add grinding gyrations to push their pleasure further. She thought that they would finish in this manner and found herself completely caught off guard when Horace sat up and wrapped his arms around her. He rolled and pinned her under him, giving her a deep kiss as he began to take the lead.

"My love, I was going to-"

"Shhh, let me take care of the rest princess."

He set a faster pace than she had, but it was still slow compared to what she had become used to. They were both near their peak and this final change pushed that boundary. Their moans became louder and his thrusting deeper and harder. They came hard, the old man moaning as he filled her tight pussy with his seed, while she gave a whimper of pleasure. Her own climax was just as hard. Her pussy clamped down hard on his cock to milk every drop of cum from him and she held him close.

Together they lay there, basking in the after glow of their passion and quietly denying that the end was nearing.