Then I asked what I had forgotten there and she said a pussy that needed a good cock in her again…I hurried up before that little slut could change ...er mind…When I arrived there, a different woman’s voice answered after I pushed the buzzer. I explained the reason of my visit and then she opened the gate to let me in.As I reached the door a slender and attractive older lady was waiting for me.I imagined she had to be her mother. She asked me to come in and shut the door behind me.I stood in the. “Okay, I love you”, Mom said, “talk to you later ”“You too. Bye Mom”, I replied, then hung up the phone.“Well?”, came Caroline’s impatient reply to the call.“She’s going out and probably won’t be back for at least another four or five more hours, minimum”, I informed then, smiling at Megan.“Great!”, exclaimed Megan, “now we get to hang out some more!”“So now can we get on with our plans?”, asked Caroline, highly impatient with all the waiting.“Fine, just calm down a bit there, sweetie. We'll. I love it and I need it, FUCK MY DIRTY WHORE ASS BABY, DO IT! FUCK ME HARD"! Without hesitation I grip her by the hair and begin slamming into her. She is moaning and panting in time with the slapping sound being created by our bodies hammering against each other. The look on her face tells me that she is thoroughly enjoying this. With one deep thrust I stop, holding myself in her bowls. she whimpers as I slowly pull out, breaking out eye contact only to look down at her beautiful ass as I. The bartender was gone, the down stairs lights were out, the store had closed, and the upstairs lights had been dimmed. This seemed weird to me, but when I looked back to her, she had her skirt pulled up,one leg up on the booth, the other on the floor, nice and wide. Just right for me to slide in and lick her. I couldn't resist her. I shrugged my shoulders, and moved in the booth doggie style to lick her. The mix of the candy, and her juices was driving me wild. She was stroking my hair and.