" "Why? What do you mean by that," I asked, a littleconfused at his reaction. "Well, that is Diana Kendrow, she is captain of thefield hockey team. Go...d-looking, sure, but she has a bit of areputatation." Georges looked part conspiratorial when he said that andpart gossip columnist. "A reputation for what?" I persisted. Georges knewwe were too far down the path of this tale to stop now, so as we sat down toeat, he continued. "I know a couple of guys who dated her. According tothem, she demands. ” “You are amazing,” Sara said as she squeezed my hand. I could feel some chemistry between Sara and myself as we talked for almost two hours, we could hear Carole and Pat making love upstairs, and we joked about the noise that they were making. “That is one thing that I miss,” Sara said with a giggle in her voice. “I bet you do as well?” “Making a noise like that?” I giggled back. “No… Sex, I miss sex,” she giggled more. “Kevin and I hardly ever had sex, he was always too drunk and then. “Does that feel good?” She asked as she jacked my rock-hard cock up and down. Some pre-cum had started to ooze out of the tip.“Mmm, fuck yeah. Suck it, Mom.”Then her mouth plunged deep, very deep. My jaw fell open as she stretched hers wide and went all the way down to my balls, my glans probing her throat like a geologist testing the depth of a new prospect. I felt the tip brush past her uvula and slide into her throat. The friction sent waves of pleasure up the ridge of my shaft. A line. ‘Thanks for the compliment, Mark’ ‘I haven’t said anything yet but if I had, it would be ‘wow!” ‘You certainly know how to make an old lady feel good. ‘ ‘Now, please don’t make a case out of our age difference because it doesn’t matter to me. ‘ ‘All right but I can’t help but be concerned how you could be attracted to me. ‘ ‘Ok, let me tell you. When you opened that door the other day, I couldn’t even speak. I nearly dropped your money because my hand was shaking so badly. I don’t think that I.