You are already mine, and I will take you when I am ready.... a small moan of frustration passes through my lips unable to contain myself I thrust my ...ips forward and you glare.... I will my body to behave but its hard.. so hard... finally I get control again and the moans don't stop... I can't control them and don't even try... finally you raise a bit and slide into me slowly then out again.. then in.... I struggle not to try and set the pace for fear that you will stop it completly and cry. But I knew I was willing to do this forever if he wanted me to. Finally, he pulled back and withdrew his cock right out of my mouth, leaving me there with my swollen lips hanging open, gasping in the hope he would feed me that beautiful cock until he filled my mouth with his succulent cum."Get over on your back again, cocksucker," he said firmly as I looked up at his rugged powerful body looming over me. I quickly flipped over on my back in the middle of his bed. As I did, Sven crawled onto the. “Are you what?” he said, sounding puzzled.I laughed bitterly. “Am I Janet, or am I your old friend?”He reached across the table, and took my hand, forcing it from its mate. “Janet, look at me. Please.”So I did. I let him see all the lines and wrinkles, the extra pounds, the grey hairs and depredations that life makes on someone who is 63 years old. I stared at him.He rocked back in his chair again. “What’s wrong?”I threw back my head and laughed, hating the sound of my crone’s voice. “What’s. The rest of the women were a mix of big, medium, and small breasts. Their hips ranged from wide “baby-making” hips to straight ones. Some shaved, or waxed, their beavers bald. Others trimmed. The rest didn’t look to have even trimmed their pubes.One had to jump to the wrong conclusion that I was gay.Mary didn’t look like much, but she was able to strip off her PJ bottoms and panties before she made it two steps from her door. Her shirt took longer because she took a lot of care unbuttoning it.