Last night Gracie told me that Charlie has a fetish for middle-aged cougar cunts. I plan to volunteer to become one of his cougar slaves. Henrietta ha... volunteered to join me in our kinky fetish.While Gracie is getting ready for school, I am getting ready for Charlie. My preparations not only include a regular shower, but also a double dose of enemas and douches. I want to be perfectly clean and ready for anything that he wants me to do – or wants to do to me. My game plan is to go to his house. I sat down on the floor in front of them and unzipped my black leather dress, they all turned to look at me, one of them unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. I sat back and began touching myself, watching him touch himself. Before long all three of them had their cocks out watching me.On my knees I made my way to the first man and took his cock in my mouth, he groaned and gasped as I instantly deepthroated him. Another of the men made his way around the back of me and started playing. Zamora is in the back yard.” Rob walked over to the fence to see if she was there. Disappointed, he saw that she was not there. “Oh well, maybe at winter break!” Just as Rob started to turn away, Mrs. Zamora came out of the house. She saw him and yelled, “Hey Rob, do you want some lemonade?” “Yes, I do!” “Come on over then and Ill fix you a treat” Lemonade was not the idea of a treat he had in mind. What he wanted was to suck and fuck her massive tits! Of course that is what Mrs. Zamora had in. Moving in me.Fucking me.Somehow he had gotten my arms above my head and was holding them there. I was stretched out tall on the bed, being taken.I loved it.You’d probably call it missionary-position, plain-vanilla sex but it was magic and the fierce expression on his face as he grew larger and then erupted in me is something I will never forget.Later, as we held each other, me holding him more than him me, all thoughts of the gym gone now, he said something that I had wondered about.“You know,.