He didn’t disappoint me. He was a talker and seemed to have an awful lot to tell me, again, almost as if we’d known each other already for a while... He told me about his dad suffering from pleurisy and at his advanced age he needed help with the farm. He explained pleurisy and his dad’s weakened heart condition and I pondered my amazement how the owner, although older, appeared to be so incredibly fit for having to deal with a bad heart.My own dad suffered from hyper-tension so heart related. “Go and stand facing the wall Dad whilst I deal with Hannah” Zoe snapped, not showing me any sympathy. I walked over to the wall and looked at that same black spot trying to recover my composure, although wondered how I would ever be able to look at my daughter again. I heard six more whooshes, six splats and six loud gasps, from Hannah. They were more spaced out and I got the feeling Zoe was rubbing her bottom between strokes, but from the sound of the whoosh I reckoned they were. Inside, herflat was decorated with incredible opulence and luxury, golds and redswere everywhere. Without standing on ceremony, she stood me in the middleof the living room floor and told me to strip. Completely bowing to hercommanding tone, I found myself unzipping my trousers and dropping them tothe floor before I really knew what I was doing, soon my shirt and pantsjoined them until I stood in the middle of this complete stranger's livingroom, completely naked, my pale, little body and cock,. Then, we continued moving back to her place. Back at the place, she spread her legs uncovering her pussy and I started sucking. My cock was rock solid, minutes after, she took it in her hands and started sucking it. Then she moved herself to a horizontal position, and I started letting my penis feel the inside of her vagina, and my hands gently squeezing those crazy boobs.I am tempted to give you a happy ending for this story (the happy endings sell better), but I never saw this woman after, as.