However none of that mattered. Her hair, her eyes, and even her lips spoke multitudes about her as a person. No, how she looked spoke lots about how s...e looked more to the point. As they talked that afternoon, he allowed himself to check out her figure, and as a result he surmised he rather liked her figure much more then he ever would. Wasn’t she this overweight, sloppily dressed woman he thought? Wasn’t she a little on the unattractive side he asked himself? Yes but she was always a little. .I need help taking these clothes off." I laughed it off, and told her I'd make it up to her. I shot right home to shower and change, and as I pulled into the driveway, heard Gloria call out her window, "Hey...stop in for a minute, will you?" I walked into her kitchen, and saw her standing at the range, obviously cooking dinner. "Can you run to the grocery and pick up some butter when you come back...I forgot it earlier." Her words were lost in the visual she displayed. She was cooking wearing. I grasp the woman, running my hands over her strangely smooth, slightly clammy skin. I pull her against me, feeling her softness.She slips from my grasp to sit on the end of the bed. Now I see her tongue, long and prehensile like some kind of tentacle. It circles my cock, drawing it between her full, red lips. They close around it and begin sucking. The woman’s tongue gently throbs, massaging my cock. I close my eyes, lost in this incredible blowjob.When I climax, it is an intense, body-shaking. He launched onto me and starting kissing me, his lips were warm and I felt some sweat dripping from his upper lip, probably from being out in the sun all day. He began taking my top off and pinched my nipples and rubbed the fur on my chest, his bulge in his trousers was growing as I felt it rubbing against mine. While kissing we hobbled over to my bedroom and I pushed him on my bed. I started undoing his belt and undone the buttons on his trousers. His cock was raging through his boxers and.