“I see we have a problem here,” she said, as she groped me. “Yes,” I replied, “I have no idea what may have caused that.” “You don’t?�...� she asked. “No, I don’t,” I replied. “Can I see it?” she asked, her eyes glued to my crotch. Oh my gawd! She wanted to see my cock. How could I deny her? I couldn’t. She slowly unzipped my trousers, forcing her hand up under the edge of my boxers and on to my rock hard steel rod. As she gripped my cock, the elevator lights flickered and then, there was a sudden. It happened years ago when I was like thirty years old. I still think about it to this day and sometimes masturbate. I always had the fantasy of being with a much older lady. Well one day it came true!It all started when I found an ad in an adult magazine. A lady in her sixties was looking for NSA sex. This was back in the day when communication was mostly done by mail. I saw a pic of her. She had thigh high stockings on and was lying on her back. Needless to say my dick was already getting. For that you have to fuck like this” – and she plunged her rubber cock deep into Harriet’s cunt but shifted her position up her body so she could grind the base of it against the girl’s clit.”“Oh fuuuuck!” yelped Harriet. “That’s good!”“Haven’t you ever been fucked like that before, Miss Danes? Honestly, what did your parents teach you? Now, what about this?” Cunts shifted her position again, downwards, so her crotch was flat on the couch and her dildo could fuck Harriet’s cunt upwards, rubbing. I pointed her to the couch. ‘Bend over. We have to check you Jessi girl, to make sure you’re not inferior merchandise. It’s quality control, and I’m the inspector.’ She giggled and wriggled her behind at me and I gave it a light smack, before sliding my cock home into her tight, pulsating pussy. She was wet, oh she was wet, like the ocean. As soon as I slid inside, she came in waves. Her undulations massaged my prick, and I started sliding in and out. I grabbed her hips and started pistoning,.