She almost always took her top off at our place and would often grab my crotch or kiss Jean without warning, or any sense of embarrassment, much less ...ny shame. She had even been known to corner me and pull out my cock before sucking it, but never finishing the job, often leaving me with blue balls for hours until Jean could take care of me. Her friend Beth was little better. At almost six feet she was the quintessential California girl, with the blond hair, blue eyes, and big tits. I had not. I get lots of college girls, nympho types. But what about sex starved older women? I narrowed the search to just older women in the area. I browsed through, finding some interesting ones. I sent some e-mails to the women. It could be days, or never, before they replied. I decided to list myself, just for this month. I put up my listing. John Morrison, 20 years old. Man seeking woman. It asks for a description of myself. I thought for a while. “Young man, lots of experience, knows how to. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Doctor WolfTail, here are the test result, nurse Marley said, handing me Karens chart. Thamina was sitting next to Karen, holding our slut-sisters hands. Karen was festooned with medical equipment. An oxygen mask, IVs, EKG monitors. She had been unconscious most of the day, but she would occasionally wake up and ask after Master and Mistress before falling back unconscious. Mistress wanted me to look after her, so I represented myself as Karens private doctor,. He let me put it on him without interference, though I almost asked for his help at a few places. Finally we got the condom on, and I straddled him quickly. I slipped him inside, and we both gasped. It felt fantastic. I rode him slowly, just enjoying the feel of him inside me. But Brent was reaching into places I’d never felt before. His cock felt huge, but it never hurt. I sped up, riding him hard, sliding my sopping wet pussy up and down on his shaft. He manhandled my titties, which felt.