    Title: Celinda
    Author:Eskimo1958
    Summary: An older male buts in and saves a young lady from an abusive boyfriend. Naturally,
    she eventually offers herself up to him, as repayment for his kindness.
    Keywords: youngerM/olderF, rom

A usual Friday evening, as I was sitting in at a table by myself in a neighborhood tavern, watching the ballgame on the big screen. Cubs were up on the Astro's, bottom of the seventh, when the front door opened. A group of the younger set, all wearing black, hair spiked, and enough hardware sticking through their pale, white skin that was enough to turn even my stomach. Oh yeah, and let's not forget the hair colors. A bright pink there, more of a light lime green here. And god only knows what the fuck that color is on that one! Ten in all, six males, four females. Why the fuck they even in here? Don't they have someplace better to be? And it was soon obvious that they're not even baseball fans!

Top of the ninth, Cubs still up, but only by a run. And the group was still here. Seems the longer they’re here, the noisier they've become. Especially one in particular. Some fat boy, maybe five-seven, but every ounce pushing towards three hundred, harassing one of the females. I would say she was cute, but it was hard to tell. What with the spiked blue-tinged black mohawk, and the black lipstick. Let's not forget about the metal objects stuck through her eyebrows, nose, and what the fuck is that hanging from her chin? Her calves showed her to be a little big, but not much, as she was wearing long, baggy black clothing.

Fat boy was smacking her. I thought it was all in play at first. But she told him to stop. I eyed the bartender, he was looking on, a bit nervous like. The other patrons, about six in all, were staring, in shock, as fat boy slugs her in the stomach, calling her a slut. She cowered down in her seat, in pain as she gasped for air, as he drew his hand back, muttering some nonsense. His hand never came down, as I had finally seen enough. Things went flying, including fat boy, as my foot in his ass sent him into two of his closest friends. Not sure what all happened in what order after that, except my eyes did get big, a few seconds after he charged, when I saw that fucking knife in his hand. It found some flesh, as I involuntarily cried out in pain, as I grabbed his throat. I had a beer bottle in my hand, as I clubbed one of his friends across the face with it. Well, at least I'm not the only one bleeding now. The idiot with the knife then felt some more pain, as I picked him up by his nuts, squeezing tightly. Three hundred pounds of blubber, tends to stop moving when you got his balls in the palm of your left hand.

Another one of his friends charges, I drop fat boy, and quickly took care of clown number three. Shit, they all going to get into the act? The table splintered when I body slammed him onto it. And still, I had that damn knife sticking in my thigh. Fat boy, muttering as he held his privates where he laid on the floor, said something about me being an old man. I went down on my good knee, grabbed his jaw, and said "I ain't your old man, I was the one that broke your momma's ass instead." My free hand came down, shattering his jaw. I stood, the others in his group had shocked looks on their faces. I've no idea why, but I extended my hand to the Goth chick, the one that fat boy was slapping around, and commanded "Come on."

I looked up at the big screen. Damn Cubs, they just allowed five fucking runs! We went out the back, with a barmaid tossing me a towel as we went. My Harley was parked nearby, and locked up, as I quickly unlocked it, telling her to "Get on." She did so, a bit nervously, and I got in in front of her, fired it up, and away we went. I passed the police as we drove down the street, knife still sticking in my thigh. Then, I felt her body go a bit limp. Shit, now what? I changed directions, riding for the most part one-handed, as I held onto her forearms, as they were across my chest.

The emergency room was an interesting experience, me with a knife sticking out of my thigh, and carrying a young lady dressed in baggy black clothes, and not in too good of shape. Well, nurses went scurrying about, and some dumbass was asking me questions concerning financial responsibility, as I was put on a gurney, and taken into a room. They weren't too happy as I pulled out my cell phone, and dialed my sister-in-law. Within five minutes, as some young doctor pondered how to remove the knife from my leg, there she was, all four-foot ten and ninety pounds of her, wearing hospital scrubs, as I smiled a big toothy smile, saying "Hi there, Mei."

She glared at me, as she asked the doctor, "What you doin?"

He replied "I'm trying to decide the best way to remove the knife, Doctor Condern."

She turned to me, looked down at the knife, and reaching down, she jerked it out of my thigh, making me holler out in agony. She handed the knife to a nurse, and said "Stitch his sorry ass up."

So much for compassion from relatives. She started away, when another nurse stopped her, whispering something into her ear. She turned, glared at me, and followed the nurse out. Now what the fuck. The doctor took out a needle, and as he injected an anesthetic, he asked "You know her?"

I laughed, "Hell yes. She's my sister-in-law."

Of course, stitching me up only took about thirty minutes. And I was greeted by my friends, the detectives as I was wheeled out of ER. Seems the hospital called them concerning not just me and my knife wound, which I was being looked for anyway, but also the young lady that took a ride with me. Simple questions, and I gave simple answers. Seems my story matched that of the witnesses at the bar. And the three young gentlemen that I met are now at another hospital. But, they wouldn't say anything about the girl. Of course, I didn't ask, either. As they left, Mei showed up, a bit of anger in her face. I was thinking I was going to get yelled at, but I was surprised, when she said in her poor English, "Thomas, you not know the girl?"

I shook my head no, saying "I just didn't like seeing her get beat up." and I asked "How is she?"

"She be fine. Lost baby." Was her reply. She then sighed, "She no insurance."

I chuckled, "Not a surprise."

"You want to see her?" She asked.

Now why would I want to do that? But looking at Mei, I had better. I nodded, and she got behind me and wheeled me towards the elevator. Third floor, and we got off. Of course, every nurse on the floor knows Mei, since she is a OB/GYN and this is the floor where her patients would be staying. They looked at me a bit funny, as she pushed me in the wheelchair down the hall. We entered a room, and there she was, laying on a bed. Mei said "She out now. Wake up soon. I go and get Tony to get you bike." Then, she left me there. Well, since I called her, and not my brother Tony, I guess I should have expected this.

So I sat, looking at the girl. A chart was at the foot of the bed, and I looked at the name, Celinda Matthers. Well, at least I now know her name. As I sat and waited for Tony, which I knew could be a while, I checked her out. She took up most of the length of the standard length hospital bed. I guessed her to be almost six feet in height. Guess I didn't notice that while she was on the bike with me. She had some weight on her frame, not heavy, well proportioned. Including that chest of hers. IV’s were stuck in her arms, and her pale skin, I was wondering what her hair color really is. They had left the piercing intact, and that hair, I remembered it being more spiky in nature in the bar, not matted down, and colored black with streaks of pink. Interesting, but I would never do it.

Suddenly, I looked at her eyes, she was staring at me. I smiled, and she smiled back, as I said "Hello." She looked about the room, not sure where she was, as I added "You're in the hospital."

She sniffled, "I lost my baby."

Aw shit, damn Mei's oriental ass. I stood, and grabbed a box of tissues, and pulled a few out, handing them to her. "You from around here, Celinda?"

She shook her head no, saying "I was born in Florida. I came back to live with my grandmother three months ago."

"Where does she live? Has anyone called her?"

"She died. Last month."

Well, she's on a roll. "Where you're parents?"

She shrugged, "Daddy lives in Arizona. Momma, she's in Florida, I think."

Okay, just another typical dysfunctional American family. "You live alone?"

She looked at her hands, as a tear came down her cheek, as she said "I don't live anywhere. When granny died, I had no place to stay."

Now if this isn't getting to be a bit sad. "Who was the loser that was hitting you?"

She turned her face, and looked out the window, "My boyfriend."

I believe the term 'ex-boyfriend' would be better apt. "You work?"

She nodded her head yes, saying "Burger Barn."

Ah yes, like that job will help pay the bills. "I take it your boyfriend wasn't happy about his impending fatherhood."

I had a hard time keeping from cracking a smile, as she replied "He wasn't happy, no." She sighed, her eyes all glassy and filled with tears, as she asked "Now what am I going to do?"

Oh well hell, now she's going to cry for me. Damn I hate it when they do this. I tend to do stupid things, like say "Well, I've an extra bedroom, you can stay there for a spell." She looked at me, in shock, as I added "Until you get back on your feet."

Tony arrives. Great timing Tony! Why the fuck weren't you here a few minutes ago, before I invited this girl to stay at my place? She smiles, asking "You'll let me stay with you?"

Tony looks at me funny. Great, now what? I kept my smile, as I reassured her "Sure, why not?" My brother raises an eyebrow. Not both, just one, sort of like the Spock look of amazement. I went on to say "Now why don't you get some rest, and I'll see about getting you to my place."

I motioned Tony to wheel me out. Why is it that they make you leave in a wheelchair? Oh well, I guess it beats a body-bag. And as soon as the elevator doors closed, he finally snorts out "You invited her to stay at your place?"

I defended myself with "Must have been the painkiller for the stitches."

He chuckled, saying "Wait until Mei finds out."

I snorted, "Don't worry, the girl probably won't take me up on the offer."

Okay, obviously I was wrong. Way wrong! Next day, I answer my cell phone, and I hear Mei's voice on the other end, cheerfully telling me my new housemate will be ready to be picked up at nine. I was stunned. No, not quite the word. I sat there for five minutes, asking myself over and over, what the fuck have I done? Finally, I loaded my ass into the bronco, and went to the hospital. As I entered her room, she had a look on her face that was priceless, sort of a cross between wondering if I was going to stiff her and of dread, as if I was actually going to go through with it. Looking back, what had she to loose? Not a hell of a lot, actually. It was then that I got a good look of her. Yesterday, all I saw was her sitting or laying down, and I really wasn't paying any attention when she went with me to get on the bike. But there she was, as she stood to get in the wheelchair. I guessed her to be over six-foot in height, and built solid. Now why the fuck didn't she beat that asshole up herself? We checked her out of the hospital, and got her into my vehicle, and the first thing I asked was "Where are your clothes?"

She shrugged, "At my ex-boyfriends mothers home."

I frowned, "Well, no use going there." I smiled, "Probably best if we avoid a scene, okay?"

She nodded her head yes in agreement. She blurted out "If you would loan me some money, we could stop at the Goodwill. I could get me some stuff to wear."

Well, how much could that cost me? At least she's suggesting somewhere cheap. I didn't waste time thinking, as I said "Okay.", as I turned onto a road to head to the local Goodwill store. As she got out, I handed her eight twenties, saying "Go knock yourself out."

I sat in my Bronco for an hour, waiting. Two hours. Three hours, and I was about ready to call in a rescue party. Of course, in the back of my mind, I was thinking that she took the money and ran off through the back door. No such luck. She came out, with four shopping bags of clothes. Well, at least it looks like I may have gotten my money's worth. As she climbed in, I asked "What you get?"

She buckled up, saying "Mostly underwear, and a few tops and skirts. Couldn't find no more than four pair of jeans my size."

No surprise there, as she's a tall girl. She was silent as I drove us to my place. As I pulled into the drive, I heard her gasp. She took in the sight, while I pulled up to the front of the garage of the house on the right, a large brick ranch. She looked over at the other house, more modern, and twice the size of the one we were at, and she asked "Who's is that?"

I chuckled, "My brother’s Tony. Mei is his wife." She looked at me funny, as I explained "Doctor Condern, she was the one that worked on you yesterday."

She went "Oh." as she opened the door and got out to follow me inside. Yeah, she was most definitely out of her element. Now, my house is not spectacular, just a simple brick ranch, with three bedrooms and one bath. But as you enter, you look across the living room to the sliding patio doors, and behind them, the view overlooks the pool. Now a pool is a pool, but what makes this one nice is it's indoor. I built it years ago, and it's sort of like a hobby for me. Well, she was amazed at her temporary surroundings, as I told her to pick one of the two spare bedrooms to have for the time being. She chose the one across from mine, as she went and took her bags inside, and started putting things away. I went to the maintenance building, and went to work on a front-end loader that needed a bracket welded back on. About two hours later, she came out to find me, and I heard her behind me ask "Is there anything I can do?"

I turned, seeing her standing there, I answered, "You should be resting. Mei says you should be in bed."

She sighed, saying "Yeah, I know, but I'm bored."

I had no idea what to suggest, so I said "Well, go float around in the pool."

"But I ain't got a bathing suit."

I turned back to what I was doing, another welding job, it seems when you start one, you always find more, as I said "Go without one. Not like anyone will see you. Besides, that's how we all swim here anyway."

Yeah, maybe I was a bit short, but I was working. I heard her walk out, and I went back to work on the loader. Then some routine maintenance on a dump truck, then I climbed into my truck and went out to some job site's and checked on my crews. Everything seemed to be okay, no one had any problems, and it seemed everyone even showed up today. Not bad, for a Monday. I got back just before dinner, finding my house deserted. I wasn't worried, for I suspected I knew where Celinda was. I showered and put on some clean clothes, and headed across the yard to my brothers house. Yep, sure enough, as I entered, there was Celinda, sitting on the couch, talking with Mei. Mei glared at me, as I walked on past them and into Tony's office, where he sat at his desk. I closed the door, and the first words out of my mouth was "What's up with Mei?"

He didn't even bother looking my way, as he laughed and said "She's pissed that you didn't stay home with Celinda."

I threw my hands up in the air, and stated calmly, "She ain't my responsibility."

He sighed, "Yeah, I know." Then he threw his right hand up into the air, and waved it towards the other room, adding "But try telling Mei that!"

I chuckled, and as he shook his head, he smiled and laughed as well. "So now what?" I asked.

"Don't know. I'm sure she won't stay long." was his reply, before asking "How's the North Meridian job going?"

"Fine, Joe has it about finished, I figured he can take his crew up to Carmel and start the Woodsin job on Thursday. How long you think?" I said.

"I figured the Woodsin job should take a week, then we can send that crew to Danville to help on that road project." was his reply.

"I was talking about my houseguest." I snorted.

"Probably a month, that's how long any of the other women you've brought home have put up with your sorry ass." was his cheerful reply.

My reply was a harsh "Fuck yourself, bub."

Both of us started laughing, but we fell silent when the door opened. There stood Mei. And she looked a bit pissed. Tony mumbled something, think it was 'shit', but what did it matter? She was staring at me. She closed the door behind her, and the first words out of her mouth were "You watch her better."

"I got a business to run, Mei." I responded.

"Take a day or two off, then take with you.", was her reply to that. Then, she blurted out "Better yet, give her job."

Both my brother and I looked at each other, and then at her, as Tony asked "Doing what?"

She glared at my brother, and said "Anything, she have rough life." Then she glared at me, adding "You make better." I started to protest, but she made that face at me, hands on hips, daring me to utter a sound. Damn her ass. She paused, and left the room, pulling the door shut behind her.

We both sighed, and Tony asked "Can she drive a stick?"

I laughed, "Hell bro, I don't even know if she can drive at all. Besides, what about the union hall?"

"I'll check into it, we might get a hardship ruling for her." was his answer. Another knock at the door, and Tony said "Come in."

It opened, and a head of a young boy peaked around it, saying "Miss Nancy said it's dinner time."

"Okay Matthew, we'll be out shortly." he said to his ten year-old son, the oldest of his two boys. He rose from his desk, saying "Well, let's eat, and just play along, okay."

I snorted, and said "Yeah, right.", as we went to eat the meal that his housekeeper had made.

Four weeks went by in a hurry. And I had grown accustomed to Celinda's presence. Yes, I swam bare ass naked. No, she had not. She is most definitely modest, and she turns away from me whenever I catch her looking my way. And of yet, I hadn't even seen her wearing nothing less than a pair of jeans and a t-shirt which was usually too big for her. And Tony and I did give her a job. Menial work at first. Mainly cleaning up around the shop, and driving around town running errands for Tony ad I. Actually, she was doing real well. If I needed something somewhere, I would call her on her cell phone, which Tony got for her, and explain what I wanted from the shop and where was it to be taken to, and she would do it. Rarely did she screw up. Of course, everything in the shop is in it's place, and I know where it is, and plus everything is labeled correctly as well.

About the end of her second month, I needed some work done around the shop which involved using the small Bobcat. It's a little thing, with only a small bucket, and I decided 'what the hell!', let her go work with it. I had her scrape the gravel and move a pile of stone from one place to another for a day while I was at another sight. Coming home, I smiled, seeing that she was about done, and she had a big smile on her face. She stopped the machine, and lifted the safety bar up and rose to her feet, stepped out and bounced out onto her feet. I chuckled, seeing her broad smile, saying "You enjoy that?"

She laughed, "Yeah, that was neat." I offered her my hand and said "Good, now come on and get a shower. You know how Mei is about dinner time."

She squeezed my hand, and we went on inside my house. She went into the bathroom down the hall, and I into my own bathroom, where I stripped down and started up my shower. Finishing up, I came out, and dressed, and went out into the hall. Celinda was just coming out of the shower, wrapped in a towel. She smiled, then walked on to her bedroom. I smiled, first time I've seen her in just a towel. She's definitely a big girl, not fat, just big. And I got to thinking, I noticed that this was the first time she ever came out of the bathroom wearing just a towel. Highly unusual. I shrugged it off, and went into the living room, waiting for her to dress. Soon we were on our way to Tony and Mei's for our usual evening dinner.

Tony and I had a good chuckle, as we listened to Celinda describe to Mei her days activities. She did do a good job for her first time with heavy machinery, something that Tony and I both agreed on, and told her as well. I guess we were inflating her ego somewhat. The next day, I showed her how to load the Bobcat onto it's trailer, and she practiced that, as I worked on a welding project in the shop. Later, I got her into my spare Case front-end-loader, and had her practice with it. Hell, mine and Tony's thinking is, if she enjoys it, and gets good at it, we'll put her to work if and when we get shorthanded. Of course, we still had to get her a union card, but that seemed to be no problem. Our other workers liked her, and they pretty much treated her well. A few weeks later, at a paving project where I sent her to bring a replacement tool, one of the guys had her get on a roller with him, as he showed her how to use it.

Fourth month, and yes, I was accustomed to her presence. And by now, her to me. No, she wasn't walking around naked. Still, she stayed covered up. And as for me swimming, I would take my clothes off in my bedroom and wrap a towel around my waist before I proceeded to the pool. She never seemed interested in it, and I never pressured her either. I did know that her and Mei would swim when I wasn’t around. And she didn't mind Mei's boys either. Of course, they’re just boys. So, I was in the pool, doing my usual twenty laps. Not sure what I was thinking, actually. But it surely wasn't about Celinda. It had been a good day. We had finished a road project early, and received a nice bonus for it. Also, two other jobs got done as well, as we prepared for winter. Things would be slowing down now. Not that we don't have the work, but the weather has started to turn on the wet side. Being a good business, we've planned on this.

I was thinking on that, and I was now done with laps, as I came to the end of the pool to stretch out my legs and arms. I didn't hear her walking into the pool area, just her voice, as Celinda said "Tom, is it okay if I swim with you?"

I looked up, seeing her with just a towel covering her front. Totally unexpected. "Yeah, sure. Come on in Celinda."

She went to my right, and I looked straight ahead. My thoughts were now on her, as I heard her place the towel on a chair, and come around behind me and step into the water via the stairs to my left. And with a big splash, she dove forward. I watched her naked body as it glided forward away from me. Her long, wide body just underneath the surface. I admired her form, her large butt. At the far end, she turned around, smiled, stood slightly, her breasts rising up above the water to just above her nipples, then she pushed off with her feet and swam up to me, and stopped at the edge to my right. She stood, the water running down off her broad shoulders and large breasts.

Turning her body to face me, she put her left elbow on the pool deck, and leaned against it. I smiled, as did she, and I stated, "Well, this is a surprise."

She giggled, her right hand reaching under the water, and grabbing my cock. "Yeah, well, I've been thinking of doing it for a long time now."

I said "You don't have to, you know."

She sighed, and came in front of me, "I know, but I want to." Her lips kissed mine, and I felt her warm beaver against my hardening cock. My hands were on her waist, as I glanced down to see her floating, perfectly spherical boobs.

"Why is that?", I asked.

"Why you think? I love you. You've done so much for me." She had her hands on my back, and she pulled her body tight to mine, pressing her fleshy tits into my hairy chest. "Tom, I owe it to you as well."

I chuckled, as I felt my hard cock throb against her snatch, "You don't owe me anything, Celinda. I just helped you out of a jam is all."

She giggled, "Yes, you did. And now, what options do I have? I could probably get a construction job somewhere else. But I've grown accustomed to you and everything you have to offer." Another kiss, and she said "This is supposed to have been a temporary thing, and I want to make it more permanent."

I replied with "Well, I'm not too sure."

She sighed, looked up to the ceiling, and said "Mei said you're pretty damn stubborn. Maybe this will help."

With that, she took a deep breath, and she ducked her head under water. Oh yeah, my cock just found a nice warm orifice. Five jerks, and she came up for a quick breath of air, then back down again, sucking and tugging on my stiff cock. She kept on repeating the process, and my cock was almost there. I was trying to stop her. Okay, no I wasn't. I wanted to, sort of. And when she went down the final time, it was only one stroke and I unleashed a torrent of cum into her mouth. I chuckled, hoping to hell none escapes her lips, as I didn't want to scoop it out.

Her head broke the surface, and I saw her swallow, then go down again. Well, she missed some, as I saw a strand floating away. It didn't get too far, as she came up again, it getting lodged in her hair. I laughed, saying "Okay Celinda, that's enough."

She grinned, as I watched the water run off her cute round face, as she asked "So you'll agree to it?"

I snorted, "Well, I'm leaning that way at the moment." She scowled, and I laughed. "Come on." I pulled her hand to the stairs, and added "Let's get my cum out of your hair and rinsed off. It's almost dinner time and then we'll talk about it more this evening, all right.?"

She giggled, replying "Okay."

Naturally, I got to thinking. Which was hard to do, as she came into my bedroom with me and joined me in the shower. Her excuse being that she wanted me to wash my cum out of her hair. Anyway, I was thinking that it would make sense. She really doesn't have any other place to stay. She keeps the house cleaned up, works hard on the job for me, and I even have her covered with the company insurance. But, do I really want her around on a long term basis? Then it hit me, she's already been here four months, it's already pushing long term. And if she stay’s any loner, I should either adopt her as a daughter, or keep her in my bedroom. Since the latter part has already been initiated, I was pretty damn sure that was the route I was going.

We dressed, and went to have dinner. Of course, Celinda was all bubbly. Even more so than usual, causing both Tony and Mei to eye me suspiciously. I told Tony in his office of the after work events, and he just laughed, telling me congratulations. I just smirked, as we joked about it. Eventually, Celinda and I returned to our house. Entering, I was going to the living room, but she grabbed my hand and stopped me. I turned, and she grinned, as she pulled me towards the bedrooms. I chuckled, saying "You're not wanting to take this slowly, are you."

She laughed, as she now had both hands on my left wrist, her body turned so she was walking backwards to the hall, saying "It's been four months, Thomas. That's slow enough."

With a smile, I let her pull me down the hall to my bedroom. Once inside, she let go of my wrist, and reaching down, she pulled her sweatshirt up and over her head. I was soon undressing as well, adoring her body as each piece of bare flash came into view. Now naked, and my hard dick pointing at her, I stepped towards her and pulled her to me, and pushed ourselves onto the bed. We were kissing away, my hands fondling her hot young flesh, her right hand holding onto my prick, rubbing and twisting and pulling. My hand went to her crotch, and my fingers parted her cunt lips. Her heat was incredible, and I found her to be extremely wet as I moved my mouth to her large, round breasts. Every bit a double-d cup, her stiff nipples wanting to be sucked on. And when I did, she moaned, her body quacking as she cried out "Oh god, Thomas."

I was all smiles, just a few strokes on her clit with my fingers, and a little titty suck, and she was creaming her cunt big time. I moved down her body, and was soon buried face first in her wet bush. My tongue raced from one end of her gash on up to her clit. And when I hit it, she exploded again, screaming out as her body went ballistic. I kept sucking on her large clit, not stopping until she was gasping hard, and saying "Damn, fuck me." A groan, and she repeated it, only a lot louder "Fuck me, please!"

I climbed on top of her, and she moaned happily as my cock slipped easily inside her hot snatch. I kissed her lips, and I whispered "You want it, don't you?"

She bucked her hips, "Yes!" She hissed, "I want it from you always."

I smiled, and with my hands on her tits, I pushed myself up as I pulled my knees up along side of her hips, and I was feeling my cock throb hard. She opened her eyes, as I slowly fucked her, just barely moving, getting my cock use to her inviting cunt. She smiled up at me, and I smiled back, as Is aid "We're not using protection, Celinda."

Her eyes widened, and she asked "Do you mind?"

I laughed, "No, I don't mind. If I put a baby in you, so be it."

She closed her eyes, and said "Then do it. See if you can put a baby in me, Tom."

I slid my hands down to her waist, and I started to pump her snatch. Yes, I didn't know if she was fertile right now or not. I was hoping she was. I was soon humping ass, driving my cock in and out of her at a rate that even astounded me, driven perhaps by the thought that I might knock her up, I suppose. She was panting, as her orgasms started to roll through her, her young cunt trying to act like a vise on my steel hard prick. Then, that wonderful feeling. The release of millions of sperm cells, as I roared out and felt my cock pulse deep inside her womb. I kept thrusting hard, but not very fast. Each spurt, and I slammed hard into her, burying my cock and my seed deep inside of her. Her body was twitching, as she had another orgasm. Her lips were moving, but I had no idea what she was saying.

Lowering my body to hers, I kissed her sweet lips, as I felt my spunk leaking from around my shaft at where we were joined. I heard her croak out "I love you, Tom."

I smiled, kissed her ear, and said "Love you too, babe."

We necked for a spell. My cock still hard, and happily inside her squirming body. We rolled our bodies, with her on top of me. She sighed, then pushed herself up. I watched her hanging breasts, full and beautiful. I reached up and smiled, wondering if they'll get bigger when they fill with milk. She moaned as I kneaded them, as she moved her hips aback and forth, grinding her button on my shaft and skin.

"Tom, you're only the second man." She said, as she breathed heavily.

I leaned up, and placed a kiss on her left nipple. Laying my head back down, I reached up with both hands and took her face in them, saying "That's okay, you're doing fine."

"It sure is." she said, with a big smile. A sigh, and she asked "You don't mind that I'm a big girl, do you?"

I laughed, "Honey, I'm over forty. I'm just happy I'm getting some and I can get it up."

She grinned, "Well for forty, you're healthy. A lot healthier and a lot better than what I've experienced in the past."

I really didn't want to hear about her past, even if she probably could stand to get it off her chest. I said "You going to talk, or are you going to make love."

She had a shocked look on her face. Then that smile. "Okay Tom. How about if I just fuck you ragged?"

Laughing, I said "That'll work."

And did she ever. She rode my hard cock for over an hour, getting her rocks off numerous times before I finally drained my balls once more into her tight cunt. We fell asleep after that one. But we were far from finished. Her and I woke three times during our first night together, with us having a long, wonderful fucking good time. It was the beginning of a great relationship, as we were like little fuck bunnies. No, she didn't get pregnant that night. We figured that happened the following month. I'm all smiles now, enjoying Celinda and our growing family.

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