“Oh yeah gonna cum!” I grunted and my cock erupted. The fantasy I had running through my head made my cock toss off a full load, while my wife Janie lay beneath me, a bored, ‘get it over with’ look on her face. Ever since we’d gotten married, it was the same routine. Two months in, and she gives it up once a week, the same old song and dance.
She looked at me and said, “You done?” in an icy tone. I rolled off and she marched into the bathroom, and I could hear the sound of her douching out the load I had just pumped into her.
What a marriage, I thought she’d be hot and eager, and all I get is her urging me on to get it over with, while she moves just enough of her nightwear out of the way to allow my cock in. After that, hey-ho, off to the bathroom to get rid of my spunk.
To get myself warmed up, my 50-year-old Mother-in-law, Lisa Perkins, was my fantasy fuck. When she had dropped in on me, and given me a wild fucking and sucking session, just before I married Janie, she was not one to fade from my thoughts. Those big, luscious 38 boobs, her silver dollar-sized nipples that had riveted my attention when she bared them to me.