"Oh, my, yes," she said. "And you're just a growing boy." "Ma'am," I said, "I wish you wouldn't . . ." "I wish I could," she said, a gay lilt in her ...oice. She had Him out now, her warm hand stroking, so that for the first time this morning I felt it myself. Maybe it was because I knew she couldn't; anyway, I put my arm around her waist and pulled her close and with all of my own free will I put my mouth on hers, pulling her up on tiptoe as I did it, she was so tine and so warm. "Oh, yes,". She was exceptionally hot. She had her dark blond hair down and her glasses on. She always got my dick going when she wore glasses. She had a tight black top that displayed her perky A Cups and it was cropped at about the middle of her ribs. Then her tight black skirt started just at her hip bones and her hips and firm little but were displayed in the most erotic of ways. Her flat stomach was perfect without any fat and it was beautifully lined with a hint of lean muscle. I couldn’t believe I. “They won’t be back until midnight so you can show me how you look in some more of my things.” As I turned to go upstairs she added “have a close shave too as I want to make you up a bit.”If you have read my earlier account of dressing up for Ann you will be able to imagine my feeling of eager anticipation as I rang Ann’s front door bell just after 7 on Wednesday night.She answered the door looking very sexy in a lovely white lacy blouse, an awesome black leather skirt, red nylons and red. Two seconds later and I could feel his spit on my asshole, followed by two of his fingers caressing my hungry hole. In an instant, he slid that hot tool of his straight into me, pushing deep inside of me in one firm motion.I groaned with pleasure, and he started to fuck me. At first, he fucked my ass nice and slow, pushing his cock in and out in long, smooth movements, lulling me into a horny stupor.But, as usual, he soon became impatient with the romantic style, so he started pounding my.