Although i’ve had many girlfriends, no offense but a teenager or young girl seldom provides what a mature lady can.Anyway here we go.. It all starte... when i first saw her in the metro. There she was standing in the ladies coach all alone, indulged into her mobile playing candy crush(told by her later on). She was wearing a white shirt and a pair of denim that showed every curve of her gorgeous body.The moment i laid my eyes on her i could not take them off of her. She is the most beautiful. When I asked the vendor if there was anyone there named ‘Apple’ he looked confused and pointed at a huge pile of McIntoshes in the front of his stall. Finally, I gave up. I thought I’d just get my groceries and go home, so I bought a small bag of carrots. I was selecting a little stalk of broccoli when woman standing next to me said, ‘Oh, honey, you need to be eating more than that!’ I turned to see a pleasant, full figured, caramel skinned woman grinning and eyeing me up and down. ‘Put some. Slam into me deeper”.Sir Gibbs was also yelping, “Oh Alize! Your pussy feels very nice. It is an honor to fuck you my whore bitch you”. His cock seemed to be swelling in her pussy as he leaned, splaying her on the desk. Her pussy was fully packed as he fucked her even harder and she was spreading herself all wide for him. Suddenly Mr. Gibbs raised her hips some more and now the angle of stroke got different. She cried feeling the change as his cock got still more of her now. She was rubbing her. “You know, your Mama would’ve been real impressed seeing you in all your glory like this,” he observed, also looking down at my erect member before grabbing it firmly at the base and slowly milking it upward to procure even more of my syrupy precum. And as my tip flared and reddened with blood, my slit offered him just what he was looking for.I just watched as he milked me, feeling his firm, warm grip expertly working my shaft.“Mmmmm ... yep, there it is ... there’s the slippery stuff,” he.