She sent me a picture of herself sitting by a fire and she looked great. She had long dark curly hair and a really warm looking face. If I were ninete...n, I'm sure I would have liked to fuck her, at forty-six I was thinking it was going to be awesome. Rena said that she liked the idea of being with an older guy too. Not just because it would be hard to find a younger guy into all the things she wanted to do, but also she though older guys would appreciate her more. At my age it’s hard to. Bobby’s cock stiffened even more. I added a third finger and slid them faster. I could feel his cock pulsing in my hands. I would later come to learn that this meant he was soon close to orgasm.All of a sudden the lights came on.“What the hell are you two doing in here?”“Oh my God!” I felt like screaming.It was the band director, Mr. Collins. We were so engrossed in what we were doing that we didn’t hear the door open. I started to put Bobby’s cock back in his pants. Bobby was trying to close. But he is also aroused because of his morning wake up blowjob. He obviously blew his load as the evidence of such an event was on her lips. With a shrug he gets up and settles behind the woman. Fucking her might be the best option before he breaks it to her.Sighing, Debbie arches decadently, feeling the unmistakable ridge of his prick pressing against her ass. He shivers with the thought. She presses back, lifting her thigh to allow his erection to press instead against her aching pussy. The. I made my plan. My parents were still at work when we came home. Amelia was 15 so she drove me home. Once we got there, she went to her room while I pretended to do homework. 10 minutes later (that’s all I could wait) I put my plan into action. It wasn’t much of a plan, but I didn’t need one. I walked into her room. “What are you doing? This is my room! Get out” she sreamed at me. Still, I kept my cool. I had prepared for this. “STOP” I planted my intentions into her mind. “GO” Wrapping her.