Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 Part One: Shirley Gets Her Groove Back “Good morning pretty lady, did I wake you up?” Jamal Wa...hington chirped happily as if he had just done her a huge favor. ‘Oh fuck!’ Mrs. Shirley Crane thought, so annoyed with herself for not imagining that it could be him at the door. He looked so painfully handsome and sexy that her first instinct was to grab his shirt and throw him on the floor and fuck him right there on the living room carpet of her. How are you, you look well – and you looked well on your balcony last night also!” I was confused and stupidly just stared.God, she was beautiful; “Ha, you look beautiful!” I blurted, then realized I was probably looking like a forlorn puppy, “Sorry, you took me by surprise.” I paused, thinking; “That was you on your balcony last night? I couldn’t see your face; you are so slim compared to last time I saw you; ah, you look very well, em.” I reverted to Vietnamese and addressed her as I always. Jethro as he gently grabs her ass and pulls her in to kiss her neck. He nibbles on the nape of her neck and she leans back and she moans out as his other hand slides her tight jeans down to the ground. He backs her into a corner shoving his hand against her and thrust his palms into her shoulder. Forcing her into submission. His hands expertly guide down her body touching her and sending chills as he slides past her sensitive spots, dropping the rest of her clothing to the ground below. His. I looked up to see your eyes in the wall mirror staring at me intensely, and I spit in the palm of my hand and lubed up the head of my cock."Fuck me, fuck my pussy!" you said in a half-strangled voice. "No." I said, and your eyes bulged as I spread your ass wide open, and slid the head of my cock into the opening of your ass, the tight ring of muscle yielding to the slow force of my entry."Do it, fuck my ass! Fuck it!" You said violently, and I rammed my cock all the way past the ring of muscle.