She always soaped up slowly, paying special attention to all of her sexual areas. She always came hardest in the shower after a good run, thumbing her...clit with a finger just inside her ass and her left hand pulling hard on a nipple. No man had ever made her cum like she did in her shower.Back in his apartment Clayton was doing almost exactly the same thing his mother was doing. Although when Clay soaped up his rod, he was fantasizing about sliding it deep into his mom. He could envision what. He told her that he "only fucks obedient whores. Are you an obedient whore?" Anna nodded. "Good. I'm going to fuck your ass now."He pushed Anna onto all fours and moved around her, and I watched as Anna's face slowly tightened up as her pushed himself into her ass. It took a bit of lube to get in, but the payoff of seeing Anna take it up the ass was immense. I'm not even a big fan of anal sex, but fuck it's cool to see a woman give it up. She took to it pretty well, so he asked her if she'd. “You like that?” she said while twerking on my groin area. Did she know I was hard? Was I that obvious? Was she that drunk? Nonetheless, I had to be truthful no matter how many questions I had in my head. I nodded. I went on dancing with her for a few more songs. I danced with more voracity and more body than I should. I didn’t even know if she had a man. The friction between us became closer and closer, until my hand touched her ebony leg and she grazed my semi-hard penis. She looked back. She. One particular man caught my eye, and I watched him as he walked by us to sit at a table. He was an old man. He was probably in his 70s. Long past the days when he had a realistic shot at someone like you, the most amazing woman in the world. I knew what would make his day though. “See that old man that just walked past us?” I asked, and you nodded your head, curious about why I mentioned him. “Catch his attention, then spread your legs for him, and give him a little thrill” I commanded. I.