Her kid was sleeping, and she had to leave.I came out of the toilet. On the pretext of closing the door as she was leaving, I grabbed her ass. I whisp...red, “I want your ass first.” There was something with her ass that gave her a lot of sex appeal. In a slutty voice, she said, “Fuck me there first,” and left.It was dinner time, and her kid was at our home. I inquired about his mom, and he said she was coming. Sensing this, I went to her house, and she was applying makeup. I held her cheeks and. Puzzled, I tottered my way further along, feeling along the floor with my hands as well as searching with my eyes, becoming more anxious with every step and more grateful that the almost complete absence of light was hiding my half-exposed body from prying eyes.When I reached the fire door at the end of the corridor I could go no further. I turned and looked back. In the low glow of the emergency light I could see the four doors to the rooms on the left hand side and a handful of chairs and. We entered a well lit showroom stocked with the usual assortment of adult hardware–lotions, DVDs and all types and sizes of adult toys. After looking around for a few minutes and acting like we were interested in their products, I slid $5 into the theater door and went inside. We knew that ladies were welcome because escorted ladies were admitted free. This was a good indication of what we were in for. The brightness of the show room versus the pitch dark theater rendered us blind upon. Lift your legs." She did as I bid her to. She wasn't wearing a bra, and I lifted up her vest top to reveal her small, pert tits. Her body was tanned and firm. I tested her cunt a few times with the tip of my cock, and then thrust it in. She gasped, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. I grunted in pleasure and put one hand firmly around her throat to let her know who was in control. She may have been wet but she certainly wasn't loose. I looked down at my cock slicing into her, and caught.