‘No,’ she groaned. ‘I want you, not your tongue.’ She stretched out on top of his nets, her knees up legs apart. ‘Come on,’ she cried. He ...ropped his shorts and let his cock spring free. Kneeling between her legs, he felt to see if she was wet. ‘Don’t hurt me,’ she moaned. ‘It’s been over fifteen years since I had a man.’ Dave’s hands told him she was ready. He could smell and feel the heat her pussy was generating. He held his cock in his hand and rubbed it up and down her pussy, letting her. She moaned."Yeah, turn around. Let me see that ass," I said. She turned around. I saw what panties she had on, as she shook her ass in my face. They were cute and pink. Very innocent. I spanked her again."Moan for Daddy. Moan for me." Mmm..." Yeah... that's it. Bend over. Let me get that ass," I said, roughly bending her over against the wall, which caused a reaction out of her. I pulled her underwear off. I got on my knees, grabbed both of her beautiful ass cheeks, and spit on her treasure. I. It was late afternoon when my dad woke up and tussled my hair as he set his bags down near the door. We had quick words exchanging the prerequisite inquiries into job and life and he was off without even eating lunch. Later my mom came down and sat at the table with me and said "So when do you want to head out tomorrow?" We can leave in the morning mom, we can do wine tasting and grab lunch someplace nice." I said. My mom looks at me and smiles. She has this glow about her and I wonder. "That's my duty."Arthur grabbed a possible opening. "Sunday night wasn't a duty though was it, even though it was perfection?"Dorothy smiled guardedly but nevertheless warmly. "No. It was selfishness. I wanted you and I knew you wanted me so I set it up." Set it up?"Dorothy could see the hurt in his eyes. "Don't get me wrong, Arthur. It wasn't a callous scheming bitch set up, I promise you. I knew that if I didn't push you we'd go on dancing around each other for ages."Arthur still said nothing.