She had an evil grin on her face as she threw a washcloth at me: "Shower gel is on the shelf." She said, and I reached over to get it. When I turned b...ck, Sarah had moved to the side of the bath. She took the shower gel and squirted it onto my cock, then took hold of the washcloth. She started to scrub my shaft through the cloth using her thumb and forefinger, smiling up at me as I got hard. She expertly rolled back my foreskin revealing the hyper sensitive cock-head beneath. My bell-end was. It was longer than any she had played with and she wanted to see if she could get it all in her mouth.She began to work more and more of his dick into her mouth. She could feel him thrusting his manhood into her mouth as she sucked him off. Finally she felt her nose crushed against his pubic hair. He wrapped his fingers into her hair and groaned as he filled her throat with sperm. She tried hard to swallow it all, but she had to pull his dick out and let him fill her mouth with most of it.She. . I decided 'what the hell', mostly out of curiosity, so arranged a date to meet. I picked her up at the Seniors' gated community where she lived, it was summertime and I was pleased to see that she dressed stylishly , not like an old lady at all, showing those legs which were just as good in the flesh as in her pics. Her face was wrinkled, not like a prune, but just with a lot of character. She had a great tan, and revealed a surprisingly rounded cleavage for such a thin body. We went out. I felt her legs shudder slightly and her free hand grabbed my leg, digging into my flesh. I was afraid she would bite off the end of my cock in the throes of her orgasm. When she began to relax she lifted her head free and kissed my thigh. “That was wonderful,” she said, “You can come now; fuck my mouth, hard, if you want.” I slid my hands between our bodies until I could reach her head. I fisted her hair with one hand and put the other on the back of her head. When she put her mouth over my.