” Marcia blushed a little and looked down to her feet. Her body was becoming excited being this close to a handsome young man. At 45, she didn’t g...t very many young men. They were more interested in younger women. She was very reluctant to go into it, but with a deep breath she began. “Well, it’s my sex drive.” She said in a rush. “Or rather, the lack of one. For some reason, I can’t seem to become very interested in sex. Maybe it’s menopause.” She finished lamely. He finished writing down his. She opened the box and passed me a fake vagina!She smiled and said "Yes, its is a vagina, 'real feel' they say. Anyway, I got it for you so I could train your stamina up on something that is more realistic than my or your hand"."Thankyou princess!" I said, and meant it.She smiled."Well, use it now!" she said.I put the vagina on the floor, and she said "no, no, put it here on the footstool, so I can see better".Now the footstool is low, but even so it would mean to fuck it I would be in a. Mywhole body relaxed and I became his cock sleeve. Grunting he began to fuckmy face brutally. The fucking was short brutal and oh so pleasurable as hepumped more of his seed into me! But when he climaxed!!!! It was likefireworks had been ignited in my body starting from my tiny cock. Igargled around his cock as my own spunk fountained from my body in whatseemed like an endless stream. I had never felt so much pleasure beforeand I thought I was going to lose my mind. The pleasure was so. “I am? We are?”“Yes, you are. Please pass on to your mother the importance of dress for the occasion.”I cut out of the initial calisthenics to intercept Liya. As I expected, she had pulled her phone out.“Liya, stop.”She looked up at me with a questioning look.“While I doubt that your mother is unaware of the invitation, she may not be aware that you do not need a dress.”“But Coach just said...”“Yes, I know. But there is a dress waiting for you, and one for Gracey, at the house.”“H-howww?”“My.