Aggie knew the toll that it had taken on Ed when she could no longer offer up to him what he wanted, so she didn’t want to stop either, but soon it came to a point where neither one had the energy to continue the motions, which were now decreasing in intensity.
Aggie slid down to where her knees now rested on the floor, and she felt a little sad when she felt his cock as it popped outside of her sphincter. She could now feel the juices running back outside of her ass, and trailing their way across the lips of her pussy, joining in with the juices that had steadily flowed from inside of her toward the outside of her vagina.
Ed leaned down and grabbed the washcloth that he had used earlier, and after rinsing it just a bit, he kneeled down behind Aggie on the floor and lovingly caressed her ass with the cloth, taking time to wash every square inch of her ass cheeks, so that no stickiness from the lube or the semen remained to make her feel uncomfortable.
Aggie turned to face him when he was done and after rinsing the rag, she washed his cock, moving it up and down the length of his shaft. To her amazement, Ed’s cock started to stiffen again. Usually one time in the sack was all that he could produce, as time had taken a toll on his body, just as is expected sometimes with some people as they age.
Ed looked down at Aggie as she stroked his cock, and he felt himself starting to get hard again. Not wanting to turn down what might be an unusual option, he reached down and took the rag from her hand and set it back inside the tub. Then he grasped her by the arms and pulled her upright as he stood.
Aggie didn’t have to ask what he wanted to do. She knew what he wanted, and her pussy ached so bad to feel him inside of it. Ed picked her up in his arms, and carried her toward the bedroom, both of them looking at each other with a seldom seen glow on their faces as she wrapped her arms around his neck to stabilize herself while being carried to where her prize awaited her.