This story is about Frances who was introduced to me at Mireille's birthday party. Everyone knows that I am a widower and everyone seems to be bent on...playing matchmaker. Frances was good looking, bordering on beautiful, had a slim body that made her look like a teenager when seen from behind. She even walked with a bit of an ass wiggle. She would be a very sexy package if she would only take care of herself. Her hair was always in disarray like she had just finished a Marathon run. She. Telephone sex is fun….’ ‘Ok. But only because I love you Jerry….’ ‘Are you touching your breasts?’ ‘Yes.’ she quietly told him. ‘How do they feel? Tell me what you’re doing and how it feels.’ ‘They feel nice….firm….damp?’ ‘Damp?’ ‘I’ve just had a shower Jerry…..’ ‘Are your nipples hard?’ ‘Yes….hard like when you suck them.’ ‘Pinch them for me Megan. Pull at them and roll them around between your thumb and finger.’ He was now totally focused on the picture in his mind and the conversation with. All the while she was jacking him off, her wide eyes kept darting between his face and the hard cock in her stroking hand. She licked her lips in anticipation of his impending orgasm, her fist steadily sliding up and down his shaft. Eventually the man's breathing became rapid. He made raspy, gasping noises as he got closer and closer to his release. Deftly the woman shifted hands. Her left fist now gripped his cock and her right hand reached between his widespread thighs to grab his balls.That. Olia a hembra , le metía los dedos mientras mi lengua lamia su clítoris erecto, esa mujer se volvía loca, se apretaba las tetas, m agarraba del cabello y me restregaba su húmeda por toda la cara , después de unos minutos decide que debía comer como Dios manda y así con los jeanes en las rodillas la lleve caminando como pingüino hasta la cama, no la deje quitarse la ropa, apenas la acosté le subí las piernas y seguí chupando ese coño como si de eso dependiera mi vida y ya no solo metía mi lengua.