“Jerry, grandma is coming to stay with us,” Teri informed her 19-year-old son at dinner that evening. “She hasn’t visited us in a while,” Jerry replied. “She’s not coming to visit, Jerry, she’s coming to live with us,” Teri explained, inwardly wincing as she saw the look on her son’s face. “But why?” Jerry asked.
My old neighbor lady gives me a topless handjob
Before last night it had been three or four weeks. Last night he was really horny. He fucked me for almost three full hours and his cock felt like a steel rod. No wonder he left me so sore And I lost count of how many times he and I came. All I know is
My granny caught me when i jacked off
My room was next to the bathroom and long ago as my curiosity grew about what the other sex looked like in particular my grandmother and mother who were the only other two in the house besides me and the only women I had a lot of contact with looked like beneath their clothes I
Sex for mature ladies
First, let me own up. I am a mature man, yet ever since I was young and saw a gorgeous mature buxom lady wearing a girdle and fucking a guy on top, I have maintained a fetish to for plump mature women with big floppy tits wearing open crotch girdles and no underwear …oh yes,
Older Women can be Awesome
‘Yes,’ Gramma answered, ‘But not now.’ She took my cock in her hand and slowly stroked it. ‘Right now, I want you cum on it. Not in it.’ She pulled me closer and rubbed her clitoris with the tip of my prick. ‘I want to feel your hot cum spurting on my clit and running
Licking a Mature Lady
I met Roger sometime in the sixties. We grew into the very interesting seventies. When least expected, we were best buddies. Roger is some 3 years older than myself, so besides being a great friend, he was some sort of teacher. Roger and me shared the first woman, and of course, Roger was there when
Grandma’s Story – Wild party
Jeff, arriving home from school, found Isabel napping on the couch in the Family Room. Without waking her, he sat down to open the mail in the large over-stuffed chair nearby, affording him a view of his Grandmother’s thighs and the entrapped panties in the narrow crease between the opulent twin mounds of her bottom.
If Candy is Dandy and Liquor is Quicker
Timmy Haggerty was up before the sun even thought about showing up. As he slipped on his wet suit, he could hardly wait to see his uncle’s reaction. He hadn’t been working weekends for nothing. He’d saved every dime and bought his uncle an old, long board and wet suit. Timmy figured his uncle would