Then she smiled as she looked down at the money in her grasp."Mmmm..." she whispered reverently, "I like ... money." Then she brought the small stack ...p close to her dainty nose and, as her eyes closed, she took a deep whiff."Oooooww..." she moaned with a closed-eyed grin and a little wiggle of delight, "I like the smell, too."When I started to chuckle, her blue eyes popped open and she looked at me with a sheepish expression, the money still close to her pixie face."Well ... I do," she. Imagining riding him kept me awake at night. One night she invited me to sleep over at her house. I gladly agreed, hoping to see her gorgeous father in nothing but his boxers. I realized that I didn't have much of a chance with him. He was 50 and I was 17. I had often slept with older men, but he seemed very loyal to his wife. When I was deciding what to wear to sleep in, I still grabbed a tiny little nightie that was nearly completely transparent and barely covered my ass. I packed some. Derrick was now close to cumming himself as Susan begged him one last time not to cum inside her. A few minutes later Derrick began to grunt out as he suddenly pulled his big cock from Susan’s worn out pussy. He quickly moved his throbbing cock over top of Susan’s face and said, “Open your mouth!” Susan opened up her mouth just enough as Derrick slipped his throbbing cock in between her red hot lips. Seconds later Derrick’s body began to tighten up as he began to shoot several streams of cum. After finishing the story, I put the laptop down and began kissing my wife's neck."Wow, must have been a good story." she told me. "Want to go to the bedroom?" she asked."Let's go." I said getting up off the couch.She lay on our bed as I began to unbutton her yellow blouse. I removed her blouse and slid the straps of her bra down exposing her nipples. As my hands exposed my wife's sexy Asian titties, she looked up at me."So what was the story about?" she asked."It was about a cheerleader." I.