Damn I needed this. He gently held my neck as he pulled me up to kiss him. I stood up for a little while then I stretched back down. Dustin soon hit m... spot and he knew it too because I yelled in between moans. I started to moan pretty loud, “mmm…. baby that’s the spot right there.” He was grunting now and said, “tell me how Shari.” I didn’t say anything and first but then I busted out, “mmm…. Dustin fuck right there daddy.” I said as he nutted inside of me and rested himself on my back. I. He ran his tongue along the soft skin, only stopping when he reached the spot where her leg became her groin. Even so, he still nuzzled her, listening to her moans of pleasure as he teased her. He slid his tongue below the tight material of her underwear, tasting her sweat and her arousal in the soft pubic hair. ‘Take your jeans off.’ She ordered him though, aroused as she was, Riley was certain he could’ve kept them on if he wanted to. With a last powerful lick along the soft silk of her. In fact, she could name a half dozen of her friends who would kill to be in as good a shape as she was.As she finished taking stock, Sandra ran her hand across her small, firm breasts. Not that she'd ever admit it, well at least not to anyone other than George, but the forty-eight year old had always been proud of her rounded mounds. A pride that went all the way back to her junior high school days in Kansas when they had first begun to develop.Feeling both their softness and firmness, Sandra. And he, of course, would be a dashing hero type, with muscles on his muscles and fighting the inevitable hardon that my sexy bod would spontaneously manifest in him.And we would be the belles of the ball, as it were.Fantasies, as they usually do, fall apart at first contact with reality. There were several candidates at my high school to be my hero of choice and recipient of my juicy cherry. My dilemma was which one would ask me, and if I should hold out if A asked me and I thought B might.