I never thought anyone would understand why I loved it.I decided to take the first step and talked about my interest in the fetish. Both Mark and Chri...tie looked at each other and smiled. "Oh you've gone and done it now. They're gonna think you're a freak." I tried to smile and shake my nervousness. Christie put her little hand on top of mine and winked. "No need to be nervous hon, we understand." I thought she was just being sarcastic at first. I mean, let's face it, even the most mainstream. I heard aclick and a pop, and felt something like a needle stick. Shethen did the second one, slightly up on the edge of the ear.Again the click, pop, needle stick. Then came the left ear,same procedure. Mark the two spots, click, pop, needlestick, click, pop, needle stick. The girl then explained howto care for them, gave us some solution to keep the areasclean, and we paid the bill."That wasn't so bad was it?" No, but two piercings in each ear? You tricked me, so thatI couldn't object without. However, I still hadn't fucked an older woman. I loved stroking my fat cock to MILF porn online. All I wanted was a thick mature woman to ride me until my dick fell off. You can imagine how quickly my cock got hard when on the second day of living there, our neighbour across street decided to garden in a bikini. She had long blonde hair, big natural tits right out of a 70's porno, and an ass that was made for swallowing cocks. I later learned that she was forty-eight and that her husband spent. “What did we do?”, he asked, resting his chin on his palm.“We fucked up and fucked. Liz can never know about this, never ever.”He nodded. “Absolutely not. I’m sorry, it felt great when we were doing it, really did, but…”“…I know what you mean. Know what really feels bad?”“Hm?”“It hasn’t gone away, I still want to fuck you. Like again, right now even though I already feel horrible.”He smiled and his eyes on her naked body made her feel more insecure than she had felt since her first.