
"Mmmmm," she said softly for effect, as she brought the glass down from her lips. "That didn't take long."
"No Ma'am. Old Daddy is ready, right now. Open 'em wide, honey, I'm coming in fast." He grinned down at her taking the glass from her hand.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Marsha mockingly screamed as she rolled out of the way of his leap onto the bed. "You were going to fire me up a little bit by telling me what you were going to do to that little blonde thing next door!"
"Oh, baby, come on," Harry good-naturedly pleaded. He knew it was a game and they played it often. He was ready now but knew she liked to be coaxed a little before the action began.
"Nope, no story, no nookie." She said, squirming seductively just out of arm's reach across the bed.
"OK, OK, if that's the way you want it. I'll tell you how you're going to get your share too. Is that a deal?"
"Is it a deal!" She smiled, moving over close to him and stretching the full length of her body tightly against him. "That's the best part of the deal."
"Well, it just might take you awhile to recover from what you're going to get in a second so I'll wait a few days to put it into effect."
"Don't you worry about me," His wife nuzzled against his ear. "You can bring him on this afternoon after I've taken you on if you like. You never could stay long enough to make me beg for mercy."
"We'll see about that later." he grinned over at her, taking her hand and pushing it down around the thickness of his upstanding penis. She began to stroke and then to massage it, rubbing the skin back and forth and then slipping her hand to his balls, cradling their softness in her palm. Harry groaned and gritted his teeth at her gentle ministrations of his testicles and penis.
