Joe was a taller guy 6’3” about 250 with a slight beer gut. I always had a thing for mature women so I was stoked. I met with them at a restaurant...for a meet and greet. After an hour or two we hit it off however they couldn’t do anything that night because their teenage daughter was home.A week past and my balls were blue from waiting for this moment. I went to their apartment and she greeted me at the door with a kiss and wearing a sexy teddy. The husband came and shook my hand and he was only. She did not have a good night, the large bags beneath her eyes evidence of her lack of sleep. The vibrator was still humming at full strength emitting a low droning noise. With the ball gag removed she flexed her jaw muscles opening and closing her mouth, getting all the knots out that had built up over the night. Despite the ragged condition she was in she was still stunning, her matted hair doing little to take away from her natural beauty. I was still stunned by her looks but not to the same. I began a rhythm of up and down. I kept his skin held back so his head was receiving all of the attention. I could feel more precum leaking so I began to slowly wank his cock with my hand while sucking him. I swapped hands and slid my left hand around to his arse. He was sitting on the sofa so I couldn’t get far. I slid my hand between his legs, grazing his balls. I placed my middle finger between the crushed cheeks of his arse and probed as best I could.The rubbing of my finger seemed to be. My pussy began to become wet as he rubbed my swollen clitoris. I took off his shirt, then he took off mine, then unhooked my cheetah print bra, revealing my size 38D breasts. He took a nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around while gently biting them, making them harden in his mouth. As he was sucking my nipples, he began to flick my swollen clitoris, and I felt so much pleasure. I wanted more of him.I was starting to moan as I felt his finger slide into my wet pussy, slowly darting in.