I took my two fingers and started fingering her pussy with very slow pace initially. Slowing it got so wild with the time that after the session she a...ways praised me for my fingers.Anyway coming back to the story. Then I made her sit on her knees and pulled out my dick. I took my dick to her face and rubbed it all over her face but didn’t let it inside her mouth.She: You should not do that to one hell of a horny girl. Who wants to get her pussy fucked by your dick. Give that dick to me. Choke. It felt better than my fingers for sure, but he pushed only three times before I felt his hot sticky cum flood my cunt. “Uggh…uggh tight…so good baby…YEAHHHHHhh..” and he spurted up in me before I even thought about coming. I just cried harder, knowing my problem wasn’t solved, something was wrong with me. Billy pulled out and wiped my tears. “It’s ok baby you’re my girl now, it’ll be better next time. Just don’t’ tell anyone.” Then he was gone, and I was left alone the only good thing was. Wanna go grab something?" "When?" you asked. "How about lunch tomorrow? Unless you have other plans." "Nope, not a thing," you answer. "Besides, I was going to take you to pick up your car, anyway. If you can tolerate me, we'll just leave from there." "I've tolerated worse. See you at noon, Daniel," I said then hung up before you could respond. * "Can I take a drink order while you take a look at the menu?" the waiter asked, eyes fixed on his notepad. "Ma'am?" "Yes, thank you. I'll take. I was especially turned on by gorgeous MILFs and that described my girlfriend’s mother to a tee. Frieda Kunstler had been the object of many of my fantasies helping me to awesome climaxes. I did not know how to approach her or even if I would ever get the chance. Frieda was divorced but had a live-in boyfriend who my girlfriend detested. His name was Alan and he drove a truck and would be gone on long trips. Something I hoped to be able to use to my advantage. Besides being a complete.