His home was well kept, roomy, yet modest in decoration. The living area also included the kitchen and a dinning table. He urged me to sit on one of t...e high stools and poured some milk in a glass. I held back a smile as he also offered me cookies from a box. I kept my eyes on him the whole time and realized his face discreetly bared the marks of a man in his early 40’s. “Excuse me a moment, lovely.”, he said walking to a small hallway that probably led to other rooms of the house. I nibbled. As i sat down she straddled my lap,causing her short skirt to rise up,exposing a very tiny thong.She took my head in her hands and kissed me hard.Then she said'Did you enjoy that back there?'.When i told her i had she said'My friend told me how you fucked her on her 60th birthday.How would you like to fuck another 60 year old birthday girl?'.As she said this she arched backwards onto the table.She pulled her thong to one side exposing her shaven pussy.She slipped a couple of fingers into her. Main apne app par kabu nahi pa raha tha or mere hath unke breast tak jane lage or unhone use roka nahi. Maine unke breast ko masalna shuru kar diya wo mujhe or jor jor se kiss karne lagi, mujhse raha nahi gaya or sofe par unhe lita diya or upper chad kar unhe jor jor se kiss karne laga or mere hath ab unke blouse k andar the. Main unke hontho par gale par kiss or suck kar raha tha or mere hath ab unke breast se niche ki or jane lage, main apne hath se unki saree upar ki or unki chut(pussy) ko. I looked around for him when I saw a card envelope with my name on it which was my dad’s hand writing style. So I quickly tore it open and read it to myself: ‘Sam- I have watched you grow from a little boy into a man. I couldn’t be more proud of you if I tried. I wanted to mark your birthday with a special treat, one you will never forget. When you are ready come into my bedroom for your treat. -Dad.’ My heart began to race with the possibilities of what my treat could be, just about everything.