For a moment he braced himself, hands on either side of her steaming, shaking body, his prick throbbing way up inside her now velvet-soft pussy.I’m ...taying in you, Mom!” Tommy croaked. “I’ll keep my cock up your cunt! I’m not going to stop fucking you, Mom! This feels incredible!” His buttocks flexed tightly. After cumming in his mother’s mouth, he knew he would last longer than Robert. His brother may have fucked her first, but he was going to fuck her best!“Cripes!” Tommy panted, lifting his. But there are some of us who call ourselves by another name. We are drawn to a special class of classy ladies, to those mature beauties who appreciate a man who appreciates a vintage affair. We call ourselves the silver surfers. And this is one of our stories.Alan D., MinneapolisI was just about to enter the restaurant for lunch with some friends when my pager went off. The display was flashing five asterisks. I made my apologies and got back in the car, dialing my cell as I pulled out.The. As we walked and talked about families and so on, I slipped my hand into hers. A sideways glance established that the hand-holding had brought a bit of a smile to her face. After about half an hour of walking, we had found a comfortable patch of grass and we sat down. She was wearing tight jeans and a blouse that was just thin enough to show her flimsy bra, and I couldn’t help but notice that her breasts were quite small but looked firm. I could also see the outline of her panties and her pussy. When hebent to suck her nipples, she just leaned against the wall with her eyesshut, so it was only moments before his hand slid up her skirt and into herknickers. He must have fingered her for several minutes, before he pulleddown her panties. She still didn't move, just kept on holding his head andkept kissing him. He fumbled for a moment as he tried to undo his belt andzip, but then he dropped his pants and hiked up her skirt. Picking up herright leg and holding it at waist height, he.