Dildos, anal beads, leather whips…she had it all. The photos of her with the dildo crammed up in her pussy just about made me explode. It reminded m... of last night, and all of the urges came crashing back to me. My dick, of course, was hard as a rock yet again. What did I expect, though? I was looking at sexually graphic photos of my daughter that I apparently was lusting after. I didn’t want to wank off again, though. For some reason, my hand wasn’t good enough today. I did something. Then to realise this same respectable lady when kneeling and pulling a hard cock, saw it shoot a stream of cum that missed her and adjusted herself to make sure the rest hit its target, her tits.I was sold on elderly women right then and there and knew that I was going to fuck this woman senseless. I wanted to do her so bad and at the same time wanted to see other men fuck her while I watched, see her suck other men's cocks, strangers, have them cum in her, over her and just use her for sex. "It sure is easier to know what to do when you understand why you're doing it."He nodded. He didn't talk a lot."Why couldn't they just say that?" Understanding things is easier if you can see them in a context you already understand. They don't have you one on one so they can't tell if the metaphor worked for you. I have the advantage of trying out as many metaphors as I need to get the idea across." You're a smart guy." I was given some gifts. Everybody gets gifts. You got intelligence,. One that ran deep and spoke to the most basic needs of earth herself. She tugged at his t-shirt and pulled it off as he raised his arms, dropping it to the sand. Her eyes left his face and she bit her lower lip as she looked at him, hunger flaring in the pit of her stomach. Gods he was beautiful. Broad shoulders, chiseled chest…oh yes..and that perfect six pack. And all of it was hers. She sighed and ran her hands down his chest, smiling a little as she felt a tremor run through his body. She.