Her husband was motionless as his eyes roamed the sensuous body laid before him, and he wandered over her curvaceous form, drinking in the sensual beauty of his ripe for fucking wife. Sure, she may be twenty-nine, but that was all the better. She was still young, and her body had all the experience of her first marriage. That hot little cunt of hers was still tight as a drum, and he remembered from their honeymoon that she was one of the best lays he ever had. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to have her right now, wanted to ravish this luscious little cunt in front of him. His cock was pressing tightly against his pants, and he would see to it that his penis was satisfied.

Unbuckling his pants, he dropped them to the floor, his outsized cock jutting from between his legs against his underwear like an angry spear. Pulling his shirt from his body, he ripped several buttons from it, but he hardly heard their tinkling on the floor. Kicking his shoes off his feet, he stood in front of his luscious wife, his arms stretched out to her, indicating that she should come to him. She glided across the floor and pressed her nearly naked body against his, molding her form into the hairy, powerful near nudeness of her husband. His skin was warm against hers, and she raced her hands along his trembling waist and gripped the soft warmth of his fleshy buttocks, slipping her hands into his shorts and delighting in the sensuous feeling of his naked ass-cheeks. Moving her hands around to the front, she encircled his turgid cock in her slender hands, his seething penis flesh searing her dainty skin as she found that she could not fully close her fingers around the torrid mass of hot flesh jutting from between his hairy legs. She could feel the surging, pulsing blood pump through the massive, spear-like rod, and her hand stroked the scorching cock gently and lightly, moving his shorts down his thighs until he finally reached with his hands and pulled them off his body all-together.