June reached down with her right hand and placed it, palm down on her belly, with her fingertips by her trimmed triangle of bush.
“Gently now, oh I can feel you moving in me, here, try.”
We’d done this before, very early on when we first started making love, all those decades before, and more recently when we were re-enacting a first time. So I knew where to press, but I let her fingers guide me. As I took slow strokes, I could feel something moving inside her. It really was a strange feeling. And more so now than before, now her waist was even thinner.
“Oh, dearest, now, make love to me. I want to feel you pump into me.”
I started to thrust at a nice steady pace, one I could last at, could give her a good chance to feel satisfied and hopefully, to cum.
Wow, suddenly I was trying to last long enough to make June cum. How good was she at this? June was normally cumming as soon as I started, her acting ability had just escalated. This really was like teenage June. Except it wasn’t really acting. June really seemed to have the ability to put herself into that mindset, become that version of her. I didn’t have time to think about it now. Now I was making love with the woman I loved more than anything in the world, and it was glorious. We were glorious. With her arms and legs wrapped around me , June moved with my thrusts, adding her own energy, not just being fucked. We were really working together as a pair, as a team. There’s fucking someone, being fucked by someone and fucking each other. This was as different again, and as hard to define even to myself. We were working together to make the fuck. And that makes no sense in words. June leant her head to one side just as I leant mine the other way so that we could kiss a real, deep, engrossing kiss. It felt like every part of us was wrapped up in, enveloped in, the other. I started to feel something building inside me and June started to increase our rhythm. We became more eager, more searching, the hug became tighter and the kiss more passionate.Suddenly, without a word or parting our lips, June rolled over, or we rolled over and quickly June was on top. We’d not missed a stroke but suddenly her lips left mine, her legs were beside me and she sat up. She lifted herself up and down a couple of times and then pushed hard down onto me and threw her arms into the air.
“FUCK! YES!” she shouted as I exploded into her.I had hardly felt it coming, but there I was, cumming deep into her as she orgasmed on top of me.
From ‘June at Home’, Book 3 in the ‘June’ trilogy by David Timmsdale
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