This is VIP. I can fuck that tight little pussy right here and right now, and nobody’s going to say a fucking word about it. But is that what you wa...t? You want your boyfriend to see you be the little whore of the dance floor?”She was overwhelmed with a flood of emotions, and those unmistakable feelings of both jealousy and sexual excitement that seemed to make her pussy throb and ache in an unfamiliar way.“Fuck me,” she heard herself telling him in a voice she barely recognized.“You sure…?” he. But that’s it. What about you? How have you managed to stay so slim? Not just through golf surely?’ So, black does work, I thought. ‘Thanks for the compliment Gaynor but I’m not really slim. I’m carrying a bit around the middle but I’ve been lucky, never had much trouble with my weight. And golf is my only exercise.’ ‘Are you good?’ ‘Good? Ah, the golf, you mean?’ Gaynor raised her eyebrows. ‘What else would I mean?’ I smiled. ‘I’m not too bad. Handicap of 12.’ ‘Hmm,’ she said and used a finger. And we had lots of chances. The biggest chances were a few times at school when the Principal was away and we used his office. What memories.There were others, the lady I met who was a secretary for a prof I had in college, she was fifty-three, then, and she also had me do some shots of her sister who was three years older. And, yes, the sex was both frequent and quite wonderful. Sometimes with them both.The oldest, so far, was the lady at a deli that I went to quite often for lunch when I was. We paused for a second and looked at the complete lust in each other’s eyes. I unclasped her bra and pushed her onto the bed. I leaned down and kissed her again while my hands were exploring her wanton body. I grabbed her breast and tweaked her nipples, I started to move my kiss from her mouth, down her neck and onto her chest. I began sucking her nipples and felt them harden with every tug from my lips, mom’s breathing was getting heavier. I moved further down her body, kissing her torso down.