I then take your cock in my mouth and start bobbing up and down. You place a hand on the back of my head urging me on. I need no encouragement as I st...rt bobbing fast and faster; going a little bit deeper down each time. You just continue moaning and moving your hips a bit in rhythm with what I’m doing. I continue until I feel you're about to cum and move my head back and your cock falls from between my lips. You open your eyes and look at me questioningly. I just smile and say, "Not yet. I. Those massive tits swaying threatening to fallout. Finally she found her money and straightened up. She came over to me to hand me the money. My shorts showed my hard cock. She smiled and asked if this old lady had done that. I said yes ma'am. She put her small hands on those huge tits and moved them around. I was staring not wanting to miss anything. She told me the worst thing about being a widow was nobody would fuck her. Oh crap Mrs. Marsette said fuck. My cock got harder and I. “Ouch!” I cried as I felt her hand smack against my arse and just as I was expecting another her hand started to rub my arse cheek in small circular motions, it felt quite nice until a smack on the other cheek sent judders through me but then the rubbing began again and her fingers got dangerously close to my crack.She didn’t say a word as she squeezed and massaged the cheeks of my arse and I was fully expecting another whack any second but her soft caresses actually felt quit arousing and then. “Whichever is the closest,” I replied. We decided that although her place was closer, that it would be better at mine. I had a house whereas Beth only had an apartment in a complex. We drove to my place as quickly as possible. We both jumped out of the car, Beth not waiting for me to open her door. I took her hand and ran up the few steps and opened the door and punched in the alarm numbers automatically. Slamming the door behind us, I grabbed Beth and swung her round to face me. I lowered.