He was hard to move away at first, but soon fell quickly to her tit to let his wet mouth tend to the swollen nipple there, suckling and pinching it. It was secondary, though, to the pair of fingers he rocked back and forth against her entrance, driving them into her over and over with a speed and rapidity that stunned her, and sent her pussy into a quivering, desperate overdrive. She'd like to pretend it was a desperate attempt to please her, but it was rather more likely that the cooky old fellow was so enamored with his chance to get at a tight little hole again that he intended to make the most of it, exploring it all, deeply, and quickly and desperately as her walls could handle.<br/><br/>His lips fell from her tit by half an inch to mutter, though each word was interrupted by another needy tit-kiss. "What... Does... Almost... Mean?" When she sounded confused, he elaborated. "You said... I could... Do almost anything... As many times as...Mh... As I wanted. What does... Almost mean?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>