That was my last fast move though because I wanted to slowly, and lovingly suck his wonderful cock better than any women had ever done before.I sat do...n between his knees and I got my first close up look at his cock. He was wonderfully hung with low hanging balls and he didn't shave at all. His stomach was basically flat for his age and his chest was well developed. He pushed forward in the chair to give me easier access to his cock and balls as he stretched his legs out.First I just smelled. I wait and wait and eventually, I fall asleep and am rudely woken by the feel of a hand slapping my bottom hard. I jolt awake and he is standing over me naked, demanding to know why I went to sleep when he didn?t tell me I could.. I am lost for words as I stare at his manhood, proud and hard and quivering, and he gets hold of my hair, and makes me look at his face instead.I stutter that I?m sorry for falling asleep and I will do anything to make it up to him. He pulls my head to him and. I’ve no idea what she meant but I kissed her again but this time she would not play ball, mouth closed. Damn! I took her hand and rubbed it against my erection through my Levi’s — it felt good and I was dying to spunk off but also to get as far as I could. She has a private room, but not with the door unlocked but I didn’t care. I unzipped my jeans and pulled my swollen cock from within, a trail of pre-cum flipping across the arm of the chair the old woman sat in. I then knelt on my chair and. My hands and fingers felt swollen like over ripe bananas, but somehow I managed to overcome the trembling and eased the zip down before being told to remover her skirt completely. Her slip too. She then held her arms out and told me to hold her hands. She said that perhaps there was another way I could atone for my bad behaviour. She stepped backwards to the bed and then sat down on the edge, still holding my hands. I assumed I was going back over her knee for a spanking, but instead she had me.