I laughed and replied "you will be in the morning if you let me stay the night". Helen was on her knees hands all over my cock, that horny look in her...eyes and she closed the conversation with the comment "wouldn't bother me one little bit, been married twice so used to scrubbing 2 husbands messes off the loo regularly and neither of them had a cock like yours. She wasn't as worried about my cock but I was amazed how tight she still felt. She sucked me until I was rock hard and dribbling. Her toes were curled and her legs were rigid, her whole body went taut. She had to consciously fight against her natural urge to shout out in ecstacy, several times she failed as the lusty haze settled in her mind again. Her impassioned cries and sighs echoed gleefully through the dark halls. The sensations brought on by the wet tongue and soft, gentle lips bathing her clit, and the fingers slipping in and out of her tight, fresh sex pushed her beyond control. Eyes still shut tight, biting. So this started in when I joined my college in 2014 and had a crush on him I really like him the way he talks, the way he walked and that time I had a lot of experience in fucking so I was also thinking about him that one time I will give him chance. So from second semester he started teaching me and everytime I was trying to impress him I was going to his cabin and talk to him then I asked for his number and he gave me because it was natural then I gave him miss call on his number because I. ++++++ It was a cool October afternoon, a Saturday, when my world turned upside down. I was out raking leaves, and I finished early due to an approaching rainstorm. I didn’t get caught, I saw it on the horizon, heading our way, and so redoubled my efforts to finish as quickly as possible. I entered the basement just ahead of the deluge, I stripped and showered in the lower bath, as there were some casual clothes and toiletries there. I felt good and clean and horny. The children were staying.