He was my dad’s age after all. I had seen photos of him when he was at school and he was definitely very hot, back then. Nowadays, however, he was a...little stockier than my taste allowed for. Although we were of the same height, six-foot tall, coach was a lot broader than my lithe swimmers build. There was though, something incredibly alluring about his current horniness.Does he want to fuck me? I pondered. This question was shortly answered by his next bit of dialogue.“Would you let me suck. As she moved toward him he also noted that she had also covered her tiny feet with white high heels. As she took a seat next to him her perfume enveloped him. Kathy turned at the waist so that she was now facing him and slowly wrapped her arms around him.Vince's cock became even harder as her soft pink lips touched his. He responded by wrapping his arms around her and allowing his hand to feel the warm soft flesh of her bare midsection. The touch of his hands against her flesh caused her to. And while the stimulation, helped to maintain the wetness of her pussy, it was a poor substitute for the member of her man. She glanced around the room, desperately searching for something she could substitute for the length and girth of the Admiral’s penis. The man owned nothing. The few candles he had about were burned down to a length that would serve no purpose, and Evelyn was nervous about putting something like a candle inside her, anyway. She began to look thru the drawers of the. His clear eyes went red and he began to talk shit about my mom. "Look at her passed out like that with her legs spread wide open" I had a direct view of the inside of her milky white thighs. " She has not spread them for me in months" My father had prostate surgery and had not had a good fuck in a while this I knew. "There was a time when all I had to do was let her know I was hard and she would drop to her knees and suck me off where I stood, or she would bent over and grab her ankles if she.