After half an hour with nothing from Gordon, she went up to her bedroom and undressed and put her nightie on, she contemplated using the vibrator but ...new she wouldn't be able to cum with it, and laid down on the bed and tried to sleep. Ten restless minutes later she went back downstairs. Still no email. Unable to restrain herself, she sent another email asking Gordon to confirm that he had received the earlier one. The reply she received minutes later thrilled her."Brenda,"I do not like to be. But the feature that I couldn’t resist was her face. She had beautiful, large almond shaped eyes that seemed like windows to her soul. Her eyes spoke volumes conveying all the feelings, her insecurity, her determination bottled up inside of her at that moment. She had this beauty spot bang at the bridge of her nose which I found to be adorable and big incredibly kissable lips. Just looking at her lips made my mouth water. I breathed in deeply taking in this incredible scenario. Sashaying her. As I ejaculated, I could see her smiling, watching my facial expression. Simultaneously, Doris continued to apply pressure with her legs still locked tightly around my waist. This gently squeezed every last drop of my bodily secretions from my cock into her delightfully receptive body. The sensation was unbelievable. I filled her with enough cum to make a dozen babies. Neither of us had said anything but it had been obvious she was enjoying the sensation of me cumming into her body, in the same. And here's my cell # in case something comes up." Then she was off to join the other girls. I wondered if they'd give her grief over having a date with an "old" guy, when there were many younger options as possibilities. I looked at the paper. Laughed. I just got the number and address of a college girl. Shaking my head I walked towards the exit. As I passed the kid fom earlier he joked,"Have fun. You beat me for my first choice but I got a date with one of the other girls and it'll be a lot.