Beverly asked, "Do you mind if I call you Bobby? It's one of my favorite names." Bobby's fine."Beverly said, "Tell me about yourself."Bobby said, "Not...much to tell. Grew up outside of town on a small farm and helped my dad with handyman jobs. After I graduated from the public high school here, I went into the Army. When I got out, I got a job with the Post Office. I have been there five years. This is my third year on this route. Do you mind telling me about yourself?" I was born and raised in. I think everyone at some point had a crush on an older man/woman. To me it is more fun when you can imagine the person in the story is that person. Obviously I did have to at least give them genders. If they aren’t what you would prefer, sorry. You have an imagination, use it. This is my story. Please don’t post it anywhere without permission. And please remember that life is not like movies and stories. You may like war movies, but odds are you don’t like being shot at. And please. His head propped up with a pillow, he'd watch her white love ooze collect at the base of his dick as she rocked up and down, greedily taking in the glide of his thumb in and out of her tight rectum. Bliss. If given a choice, this would be his preferred way to die: His dick in her pink pussy, his finger inside her anus!Or vice versa. But the best moment was when she came. He could feel it inside her ass even before she started moaning... first a gentle fluttering in the rectal walls. Then her. I was in heaven and hadn't been sucked like that for a long time, I could feel the pressure building up in my balls. A few more minutes of these beautiful lips sliding up and down my shaft I knew I wouldn't last much longer " Oh babe, that feels so fuckin good I'm gonna cum any second!!" I warned her in case she didn't want me to cum in her mouth but her lips stayed clamped round my cock till I felt my cum rising in my balls and my body was gripped by the most explosive orgasm I'd had for.