Just call me Jaqui. Pronounced Jakee. Okaaay? I’m 41 in 2010, the year of our Lord. Oh dang, shouldn’t be mentioning Him since the first thing I...��m gonna tell you about myself is that I like to fuck young men. Always have, I think I always will. Back in my twenties and early thirties, I was eyeing the teenagers with their wild, hungry eyes, brand new raging hormones and Weeble woodies. Weebles wobble, but they don’t fall down. I used to think that was a problem, that I was some sort of. I got into town showered getting cleaned up putting on a short brown skirt with a white top over my very little panties and padded bra finishing my outfit with a pair of three inch black pumps, looking at myself in the mirror I thought I looked cute thinking he was going to like what he sees. We agreed to meet in a crossdressing bar he knew of and when I got there getting out my car my heart was pumping hard, I strolled up to the door swaying my hips side to side getting a few looks and. Kate looked upward for a few seconds and replied, “It was my senior year in high school just before Christmas. I was with my boyfriend in my parents’ home. They had been to a party and came home a little drunk. My Dad pulled my mother down the hallway to their room making noises about more celebrations. We could hear them. It got us both turned on and we decided to try it ourselves.” “Did you enjoy it?” Spencer asked. “Not really,” she answered very truthfully. “But we tried again a week later. But I’m so not finished with you yet. By the end of this trip, I’m going to make you crave things you didn’t even know you wanted.’‘I know one thing I do want,’ she breathed, reaching down to his delectable cock, standing to attention and dribbling pre-cum.‘Mmmm, me too,’ he agreed, kneeling over her.‘Please, Theo,’ she begged, gazing up at him imploringly. ‘I want you so much.’ Holding his thick circumference, Lucy urged him towards her, spreading her legs wide and wrapping her feet around his.