Gloria wasn't sitting on the sidelines watching. She latched onto one stiff nipple with her teeth, and rolled the other one between her fingers.
"This may not be the Presidential staff," Eldon smirked as the woman tried to get used to his size, "but I think we can get things done with it."
Gloria rolled her eyes at his dry humor, but he didn't care. Martha was on fire, and he couldn't wait to fit more of himself inside her tiny box. He pulled out the barest fraction, noticing her glistening juices on him, then slid in a few more centimeters.
"Oh God! You're going to split me in two, young man!" Martha was panting heavily but she met his eyes. Her gaze was full of hunger, not pain. He felt her heels dig into his buttocks, trying to pull him into her more. "Do it! I can take it. I will take it. Fuck me Eldon. Make this old woman feel like a virgin again with that thing."
