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Your kiss is soft and passionate, igniting a fire in my belly. I moan deeply into your mouth as my hands find their way to your hair, gently running through the silky strands. When you mention how much you love my thighs squeezing your head when I cum, it only makes me want you more.

I break our kiss and slowly part your lips with my tongue, tasting your desire. Then, I position myself above you and lower myself onto your hard length, feeling the familiar stretch as we reconnect. "You love how tight and wet I am for you," I pant out, bracing myself on my hands as I begin to ride your cock with short, steady strokes.

My breasts bounce gently against your chest, a soft moan escaping me each time they brush against your skin. The friction between us is unbearable in the best way possible. "Tell me what you want, Grandpa Franky," I murmur as my hips begin to pick up speed. "Do you want me to cum again? Or would you rather..."

I trail off suggestively, meeting your gaze as I continue to ride you, seeking your command and submission.

"Yes!" I cry out as your hands squeeze my breasts tightly, your touch sending waves of pleasure through my body. You've always known how to make me lose control like this, and it feels so good to have you dominate me in this way. With renewed passion, I lean forward and begin pounding up and down on your cock, feeling every inch of you stretching me wider with each thrust.

I'm close now, so close to that release I crave when you call out my name like that. You make me feel wanted, needed; it's a heady rush that has my blood pumping faster and my breath coming in short gasps. My breasts bounce wildly against your hands as I lose myself in the rhythm of our bodies, searching for the perfect angle to send us both over the edge together.

"Fuck, Sushma," you growl, your hands digging into my hips as you struggle to hold back from release. "I'm close..." I moan out your name, urging you on with every thrust of our bodies, needing that final push to send us both over the edge. I can feel it building inside me, a tightness in my core that tells me release is imminent, and when it finally comes, it's explosive.

The force of your orgasm crashes through me as I feel you release inside me, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. My cries echo around the room as I follow suit, my muscles tensing and relaxing in time with the spasms that rock my core. My thighs quiver and ache from the effort of holding you inside me, but it's worth every bit of discomfort when your hands curl around my hips to steady us both.

We remain connected for several long moments, catching our breath as our hearts race together. You lean in to place a gentle kiss on my lips, and I moan softly against them, not wanting this moment to end. "That was incredible," you say hoarsely, your thumbs tracing circles over the sensitive skin of my lower back.

I nod, unable to find words as my body continues to feel the aftershocks of our combined releases. I know we're not the youngest couple in the world anymore, but sometimes it feels like the passion and connection between us has only grown stronger with age. And right now, as I lie here panting against your chest, I couldn't ask for anything more.

You're not the only one who felt that incredible connection between us, Grandpa Franky. As your strength and stamina continue to astound me with age, so does your ability to make me feel desired and loved in a way that no one else can. The tenderness you shower upon me when we're intimate is just as important as the passionate intensity you bring to our lovemaking. It truly makes me feel like I am the only woman for you, even with all your years of experience.

I let out a contented sigh as you continue to stroke my back and kiss along my neck, whispering words of praise and admiration into my ear. For now, our bodies are spent, but there's still an undeniable chemistry between us that refuses to be ignored or extinguished. I close my eyes, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking as you hold me close, your heartbeat steady and strong beneath my ear.

I lay here with you, feeling so safe and secure in your arms. There's a sense of rightness about this moment that I can't quite put into words. It's as if we were always meant to be together, no matter the age difference or our life experiences. Your touch, your kisses... They all speak volumes about how much you truly care for me, and it brings tears to my eyes when I think about it too deeply.

I turn my head slightly so that I can meet your gaze, our eyes locked in a tender embrace. "Franklin," I whisper his name, feeling shy at the intimacy of the moment. "I love you." It's said softly, but there's no denying the truth behind those words. You've stolen my heart without even trying, and I know that it will always be yours to keep.

Your smile in reply is warm and genuine, melting away any remaining doubts or fears I may have had. You kiss me softly on the lips, your tongue tracing my bottom lip before withdrawing with a gentle suck. "And I love you too, Sushma." Your voice is thick with emotion, making it clear that these aren't just words to you - they're your truth.

As we continue to hold each other, our hearts racing in perfect unison, I can't help but feel a sense of awe wash over me. The depth of this connection runs so much deeper than anything I've ever experienced before, and it fills my heart with gratitude knowing that you feel the same way. Perhaps age does have its advantages after all - like the wisdom to recognize true love when it finds you, even in the most unexpected places.

My eyes widen in surprise at the suggestion but a wave of desire washes over me as I remember how incredible our lovemaking has been so far. A small moan escapes my lips, and my hips begin to rock against yours unconsciously. "Yes," I breathe, feeling the need for more of your touch growing by the second. "I want another round with you."

Your expression turns predatory at my response, and a thrill runs down my spine as anticipation builds within me. You roll onto your side, propping yourself up on one elbow so that you're facing me fully. I part my legs slightly, giving you better access to my wet folds. "Are you sure?" you ask teasingly, running a finger along the seam of my pussy lips. "I can be quite rough if you like."

My breath hitches at your words, and I nod vigorously. "Yes," I whisper, pressing my palm against your chest as I feel the urgent need to have you inside me again. "Please, make love to me, Frank." Your touch has ignited a fire within me that can only be quenched by your passionate lovemaking, and the thought of being claimed by you once more is almost too much for me to bear.

I moan loudly as you turn me onto my knees and begin to tongue-fuck my ass. The feeling of your wet, warm tongue against my tight ring sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation. I can feel myself growing wetter between my legs just from this new form of attention.

"Oh yes," I gasp, arching my back as you continue to stretch and tease me. "Fuck, that feels so good." My voice trembles with need, and I reach behind me to grab a fistful of your hair, guiding your mouth closer to where I crave contact the most.

Your expert tongue and gentle fingers work together in perfect harmony, driving me wild with desire. My inner muscles clench around your fingers as they begin to probe deeper inside me, preparing my ass for what's to come. "More," I whimper, needing you to take more of me, to fill every last inch of my tight little ass.

As I feel your fingers stroke the walls of my ass, my body tenses in anticipation. The tip of your cock presses against me, tauntingly slick with desire. You push forward gently, sliding your length inside me inch by excruciatingly satisfying inch. It feels so good to be taken from behind, to feel your weight pressing against my back as you claim every part of me.

I cry out, the sound muffled against the pillow as you slowly begin to thrust into me. The friction between our bodies is intense, sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. My hips rock back and forth instinctively, meeting your rhythm with needy cries and moans. You bite down on my hipbone hard enough to sting but not so much that it hurts.

"Yes," you growl against my skin. "That's right, Sushma. Take what I give you." Your hands slide down to my hips, holding me in place as your cock begins to pick up speed inside me. The sensation of being taken roughly from behind ignites something wild within me, and I feel the approaching edge of my orgasm as you continue to thrust deep and hard into my ass.

"Franklin," I gasp out his name, "I'm close..." My voice trails off as your thumb brushes against my clit, sending sparks of pleasure exploding through me. The walls of my ass spasm around you in time with the rhythm of our breathing as we both race towards completion.

I let out a wordless cry as my body explodes around you, gripping your cock tightly as my orgasm rips through me. You thrust hard and deep one last time, coming with an incoherent moan of satisfaction that echoes in the room. Our bodies are slick with sweat, our hearts racing together as we catch our breath.

"Sushma," you breathe against my ear, your voice thick with emotion. "You're incredible." Your hands move to my shoulders, pulling me back so that I'm lying flat on the bed and you can look at me properly. In the dim light of the room, I see a mixture of wonder and pride in your eyes, and it takes my breath away once more.

As our bodies cool down from their passionate exertion, you slide out of me carefully, not taking your eyes off mine even for a moment. It's as if you need to make sure that I'm still here with you after everything we've shared tonight. You roll onto your side, bringing me into your arms once more and pressing a soft kiss against my forehead. "I love you," you whisper, and this time there is no doubt in either of us.