I agreed to meet them at 8pm in a bar near my house.So I set to work preparing myself for the evening. My plan was to look very slutty and shock them ...rom the start. After all they were 18 years old and would probably not be able to resist an older woman offering herself on a plate. I wasn't too shabby for a woman nearing 60. My body is ok and relatively slim for my age – probably a size 12. I'm told that I am still quite pretty, but I do look my age – crows feet set in a while ago, and I have. They were both excited. The room felt heavy and portentous. She wondered what he would want next. She wondered if she would do it.“Take off your top!”She looked at her friend.“Should I do it?” She whispered. What was she whispering? Her BFF vigorously shook her head yes. She then took her top off. She was a little scared. She was a little proud. She was so brave!“It’s off.”“Now your BFF!”She took her top off too. They were in their bras now. Both were giggling uncontrollably. Then. In the beginning it was more like a school boy crush and Jenna knew it no matter how hard I tried to hide it. Even though she was a good 23 years my senior, she thought it was cute and went along with it.Our families lived down the street from each other in a quiet cookie cutter suburbs and I would always find excuses to go over to Jimmy's house just so I could be around his mom. Standing 5'7" tall, weighing about 125-130 pounds with shoulder length naturally curly sandy blond hair, Jenna was a. My heart froze. His knees rose fractionally. She movedagain and nuzzled his neck. I think she bit him then, whileaccelerating her hand movements. It was what he needed, along with allthat verbal encouragement, and his cock spat thick gobs of hot sperminto my mouth. It was sickening but I remembered Beryl's orders andfought not to swallow, though some found its way down my throat. Oncehe settled down she checked me. I dutifully parted my lips anddisplayed the puddle of thick white fluid.