I would have expected to feel more guilt about what had happened, but the more I thought about it, the more it began to fade. I justified it, at least to myself, by focusing on how rare it was for Leigh to be in the mood lately.
Then, during the night I was thinking about Lilly and popped a woody. It pressed against Leigh's ass waking her. Instead of giving me an excuse, shw hiked up her night gown and let me fuck her pussy from behind. Having just came, I had a little more staying power than usual, and with my mind on Lilly, I was a little hornier than usual.
As I slid in and out of her pussy, I wrapped both arms around her body and held her tight. With my left hand I carefully caressed her hard nipples, and with the right I rubbed her clit. After only a minute she was cumming, and as i spent the next half hour fucking her, she kept cumming.
Not one word was spoken the entire time.
Finally I blew my load deep inside of her. I shouldn't have. She was over 40 but could still get pregnant. It wasn't safe for women over 40 to get knocked up. My mind had been so focused on Lilly that pulling out hadn't even crossed my mind.
"Whatever you did downstairs, do it again more often," Leigh laughed as she lay there, her pussy still spasming around my softening cock. "That may have been the best sex of our marriage."
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