.I met Eileen on a YAHOO dating site. She was a divorced MILF who was looking for some "non-Committal" intimate relationship. We passed a few e-mails ...ack and forth for about two weeks then decided to meet for lunch to talk face tot face. Eileen was a MILF of 42 , she stood about 68 inches tall, dirty blond hair (with a matching carpet) 36D breasts, We talked over lunch and decided that we would get together on the upcoming Friday night at her place to take this relationship to the next. I shakily rolled over onto my back, not sure what I wanted anymore. I looked down at my cock: it was like a clit. My balls too. They had shrivelled up and gone inside me. She rubbed me then, as she slipped her cock into my sloppy cunt, slowly fucking me. She soon got bored and whipped out another condom. She kept fisting and fucking me for a while, my merciful screams ignored. Her eyes bored into mine and she kept on uttering words at me, pinning me down by the throat. Finally she stopped and I. On automatic pilot he found himself parking his car, and then walking into bar. As he walked in, he noticed that it wasn't the type of bar he and Sarah had ever gone into. It was all men, and many of them seemed almost in costume. As he walked in the front door and manoeuvered over to the bar, the realization hit him, he was in gay bar. Any doubts that he had soon disappeared as felt eyes across his back, across his ass, and into his crotch. He couldn't just turn and walk out, sweat began. My husband had just recently bought me a Mercedes GLA 250. It is a small compact SUV that is a dream to drive.I thought Pete was just trying to prolong our encounter. I could see he was still checking out my tits and I was checking out the growing bulge in his pants. He volunteered that he was thinking about selling his RV and buying a car for his wife. He said his wife hated driving his pickup truck and my car looked like the perfect choice for her. He pointed to his RV and said it was nice.