Leaning down he’d told me, “We can have some fun tonight.” “Right? You could feel his cock when you danced?” My memory of it tickles a smile...across my lips, “Yes.”He grunts in appreciation, “How’d it make you feel?”“It was scary, kind of but it got me hot.” In the dark of the night, my voice is smaller than I want it to be. “How did they get you out of there?”“After that dance with Daryl, Jack said, we should go back to his place.”“And you were ready to fuck both of them then?”“No. Not at all.. She was a bit older than the other women in the shelter I guessed about 65 or so and was very plump. I saw she had grannie panties on. She invited me to her room. She closed and locked the door and we got undressed. She took all of her clothes off except her panties. Her tits were very large and saggy. I had never seen tits sag like that before so I started massaging and sucking them. She moaned like crazy and pushed me head deeper between her huge mounds of tit flesh. I was completely. It was located on the near north side of downtown St. Louis in an area that had long since declined to a shadow of its former splendor. The area was being revitalized into an upper class business section of the city. The stately old house now held four offices on the first floor and two large apartments on the second. As you entered the ten feet tall double doors into the foyer of the building a wide hall way extended to the rear of the building. There was a large door at the rear with a red. She said the girls at school all talked about fucking and sucking a guy but few of them had actually done it. Now she could talk about it from first hand experience. She said she had really enjoyed sucking my cock and would do it again any time we got the chance but what she really wanted was to get fucked. She was ready to give me her cherry anytime we could find a place where we wouldn't be disturbed.I didn't have a car so I really didn't know where we could go but we were sure going to try.