One of the other ladies helped her off with it and another into her dress. She was now a presentable elderly lady of society.GRACE: There was some pai... when Gladys yanked the huge dildo from my pussy but it was soothed by the warm milk that had shot into my womb. It was unexpected but nice. Very nice in fact. I needed a rest but that was not to be as the members of the club started their narration again. I didn’t think I would be able to cum again but...NARRATION: The milk was flowing from. You could have told me." I quickly ran upstairs and got her a towel. She mopped up a bit, grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. She laid down on the bed and took off the corset and I stripped off my clothes. I was hard as hell and I came over and got between her legs. She sat up and and quickly started sucking on my cock. She ran her fingers under my balls and drove me crazy. I was determined not to blow yet, but she made it tough. She looked up at me with those eyes and said "Give me your. Opening up the back so I can get to you. Kneeling down I trace the back of your leg. Down one side, and back up the other. Giving you a quick bite on the ass as I slip a finger around your waist band. With my teeth I rip your thong from your body. The sound of tearing cotton makes your toes curl. Grabbing your ankles I spread your feet apart, causing you to bite your lip. Pressed against the cabinet, and braced on the counter top, you wait with building anticipation knowing that any moment I’m. “Marty’s fascinated, he’s 52 years old, married for 27, and he’s never had a blow job.” Ian told me in a matter of fact manner, “He’s fancied you for years, and wants to know, do you spit or do you swallow?” He then got a fit of the giggles, at his own audacity.“How would you know if I was telling the truth?” I asked, trying to take control of the situation.Ian regained his composure, “There is only one way to find out,” he said as he started to unbutton his trousers.“I don’t think so,” I.