I almost asked, but figured she must have just known, I'm a man and would love something so naughty.Casey looked at me, smiling as she kissed the head...of my cock, then swallowing me deep into her throat. it felt so good, and her pussy on her panties smelled so good. Her mouth working up and down my shaft so hard and deep, her gagging sounds and wet slurping sounds filled the room as she moaned, devouring my cock so good. As I got close to cumming, Casey squeezed my balls, bringing the cum from. Then, quickly, before I can change my mind I send an email."Hi, I am a fifty-five year old woman that requires regular discipline.”I jump, as almost as quickly as I hit send, the email notification signal rang indicating a response. Opening the email, I gasp."A woman your age knows what you need and rest assured you will get what you deserve. I’ve attached a picture. Meet me at the coffee shop in thirty minutes. Don’t be late.”Touching up my lipstick and running a brush through my hair I rush. That would be a great help.” Eventually Rob parked the car in front of a small house on the outskirts of Romford in Essex and led her inside to a well maintained obvious bachelor,s domain. Though decorated with a Male in mind it had basic furniture, small kitchenette with dining area, large modern bathroom with both shower and bath, large sound system and home entertainment set up and kingsized bed in the large master bed room. He offered her a fresh beer from his well stocked refrigerator. That was where the app had somehow achieved success. Last week, in his evening Economics class, Jordan had witnessed a series of random and hilarious events. The most notable of which involved Whitney Garcia, the captain of the cheer squad. As she stood writing out an answer on the board, a squeal, the likes of which is usually reserved for scared barn animals, harangued the unprepared 19 year old students in the class. The source of her embarassment was quite obvious, as snapchat camera clicks.