Good boy. Although it’s sometimes nice to have an excuse to punish him from the outset. Not to worry. I always discover or invent some transgression...on his part that warrants attention. As he enters the room and addresses me as mistress I try not to be too obvious in just how happy I am to see him. I pretend to be firm, but he knows how turned on I am. The fact that he is in his 20’s and I am 40 makes me appreciate him all the more. His young body makes me hot beyond belief, and his tight ass. I was mowing the lawn in the front yard, beads of sweat dripping down my face, out of breath and wearing my rough clothes that were about three sizes too small for me. Even the sun gave a disapproving glare. Yet when her car pulled up and she stepped out of the back door she looked my way and gave a sheepish grin. I swear I almost fainted at the sight of her (maybe this was partly down to the rapidly building sun stroke, but you get the picture). She was a sight to behold for sure. Standing at. Since she had no idea how to sit in a skirt, I got many up-skirt peeks, which got me even more excited. In the evening, I offered her a cold drink, but she said she wanted to try what I was having. I asked her are you sure, and she said yes, “I want to know what big people have”. So I made her a light Rum cola drink. Before I could say cheers, she had gulped down the entire drink !!! I told her she must learn how to drink slowly, so she asked me to give her another one. Half an hour later, when. He started pistoning his cock in and out of my now even more lubricated pussy, working it in and out as fast as he could move. Suddenly he stopped, his cock buried to the base, all the way into the very deepest parts of me. It swelled up, I mean I could actually feel it expand my pussy as it swelled, and then it jerked and just seemed to explode. A hot jet of his sperm shot out and filled my pussy, flooding it and making it even more slick. He pulled his cock out once more and then shoved it.