He was about to blow, and she had a ringside seat. She licked her lips slowly, and watched eagerly. Suddenly, Dot awoke in a cold sweat. She sat up ...uickly in bed and stared into the blackness of their bedroom at home. It was the middle of the night. “Damn and he was so close this time,” she whispered out loud to the dark. “These nightmares have to stop,” she told herself. Dorothy and Linda were not the only older female lechers; Veronica the club secretary had also noticed the maturing. There, I met my mystery caller. He was tall, dark, handsome, in his early 20s, and muscular. He had short, jet black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He looked like a walking, talking Ralph Lauren ad."So you're my mystery caller?" I asked with a smile."Indeed I am." He said as he smiled back.He introduced himself as Drake Tomlinson. He knew me from the hotel restaurant because his parents go there on a weekly basis for their date night. After the exchange of introductions, we had coffee and. I began to suck back and forth on his manhood, salivating over him as I took my other hand and began to knead his balls. This was all he could take as he grunted and began to unleash his load into my mouth. Feeling his eruption onto my palette sent me into overdrive as I dove down one last time, gulping down as much of his creamy jism as I could. When he had stopped bucking into my mouth and his cream had subsided, I pulled back one last time cleaning him off with my tongue. I slowly stood up,. As she slowly came down from her pleasure plateau she opened her eyes and noticed she was no longer alone! The young man from the house down the road was standing off the side of the porch. He couldn’t be more than eighteen she thought, tall and slim with dark hair and oblivious to her finishing he was standing there with his eyes squeezed shut and his pants around his ankles groaning as he stroked his huge hard cock. It had to be one of the biggest cocks she had ever seen! Wonder if he knows.