‘And how about dinner afterwards?’ His voiced curled intimately through her ear, and she shifted uncomfortably. She considered a moment. ‘Alrigh.... But only if I get to pick the place.’ ‘Hmm, I dunno about that. At least let me pay.’ ‘Deal. Should I meet you there? What time?’ ‘Hey, hey, not so fast. I’m picking you up. 3pm. At the gate.’ And he hung up the phone. ***** That Saturday at three, Sophia was leaning against the gate. This time, she had dressed herself. She wore comfortable jeans. " I can imagine a cold one," he said."Anything that isn't covered does get cold I admit. At least that has been my experience so far." I replied turning toward the door.I noticed that lots of people smiled at me as I passed. When I got to the parking lot, I started the bike and was happy that it didn't embarrass me by not starting. I climbed on board pedaled a few times and then dropped the motor. The bike took right off, I was quite pleased. The four blocks to the senior center passed quickly.. "I think its time you lost some of those clothes" she said, her hands rubbing my hard cock through my pants. She quickly unbuckled my belt and released my trousers. Her fingers efficiently unbuttoning my shirt before flicking it over my shoulders. My cock pushing hard against the restraint of my briefs. She knelt down and pulled my briefs down over my hard cock and letting them drop to the floor. I step out of my briefs and my purple head was about an inch from her lips. Her lips parted and she. My pussy felt like it was on fire and I knew I was going to cum shortly. I wanted to get him off and remembered how he had responded to my earlier comments, so I offered words of encouragement, Thats it baby, fuck mommy. Fuck mommys hot, wet pussy. I could see his eyes go wide as he heard the words, and he began to grunt loudly with each thrust. My dirty talk must have had an effect, so I continued on along the same lines. Come on baby, make mommy cum on your hard cock. Cum inside mommys.