She cried out in surprise as I began to fuck her hard. In and out, fucking her pussy, feeling her wet lips cling to my cock as I pulled out and then ...lide around me as I rushed back inside. Her knees were weak and her thighs trembling as felt her orgasm stirring. I leaned over her and watched as a bead of sweat dripped from me and plopped onto her back. Her still wet skin glistening as she began to sweat.Only when she exploded, only when her legs were about to give out, did I push her. She smiled and told me to sit down and took the initiative to start the ball rolling. ‘I really liked the pictures you took this morning, John, but before I make a fool of myself what I want to know is why does a 50-year-old guy like you take an interest in old broilers like us?’‘Well Susan, the truth is very simple, since I was a young lad, I was very attracted to older women probably because I lost my virginity to a lady 30 years older than me. Since then I used every opportunity to meet and. Levine led the way into the house. Her ass was as perfect as her tits. It was small but round. Her ass cheeks jiggled as she walked in front of me. Her bare back was taut and I could tell by her strut that those firm boobs were just lightly bouncing in front of her. My dick was getting harder just thinking about them. She opened the back door and turned to face me and to invite me in….those nipples were even more rigid than before. Mrs. Levine very openly stared at my crotch. . I began my lute lessons the morning after Ellana initiated me into Elf love. Jakoby was right about Katia; she dragged things out of me that I didn’t even know existed. I’d plinked around on a beat-up old Gibson for years, but I never learned much more than about a dozen chords, which was a lot more than you needed for most of the songs I knew. Katia started me from scratch, showing me how to hold the instrument, how to place my thumb on the neck, and how to hold my left arm so I could reach.