I have read and heard that young menfantasize about married women a lot. And of coursewomen have their little evil thoughts about younger menfrom time...to time. This is a story about my 50th birthday present. Yesover the years I had always joked with my husband thatfor my 50th I wanted a young stud as a present. (Yesfor sex!) He had always joked that I could not handleone when I got to be 50 years of age. Well, it was amonth or so before my 50th birthday and Sam asked mewhat I would like to have. It was the best sound, the greatest sound, and the most comforting thing she could have ever done, aside from her playing with my cock anyway.I felt my knees buckling, already starting to get the shakes, what she was doing ... the way she was doing it, felt heavenly. All thoughts of her being my mom, playing with my dick, suddenly evaporating like so many raindrops hitting a hot sidewalk on a summers day. All I could think about for the moment was the tightness in my balls, the sensation of. He glanced at Kelly in case she would protest but her eyes were closed. He reached behind her to undo the clasp, and pulling off the bra, let her perfect B breasts fall out. He cupped each breast in his hands and rolled the nipples with his thumbs, hearing Kelly let out a light moan. It turned him on to see this beautiful, intelligent, strong, but so delicate girl beneath him, totally in his control. He kissed her right breast, working his way to her hard nipple, then sucking on her breast. My ears had been pierced and I always wore large hoop earrings."Come on Carlotta," they urged. "Lets try the new semi permanentfalse eyelashes go the whole way love." They unfurled long thickblack lashes and began to apply a special glue that could only beremoved with a special solvent that the salon kept. These wereexpertly lowered onto my eyelids, pushed into place - I was told tokeep my eyes closed until the glue set.'OK' I thought I would just wear dark glasses during the day -.