With an allowance of a hundred pounds a week, she cooked, kept house, didlaundry and ironed shirts, dressed herself exquisitely, kept in shape, andser...iced the sexual and emotional needs of her Master ? who none the less wasnever a terribly nice person. She had fallen for him as a pretty young blonde in her late twenties, andtheir relationship had died in 2004, leaving her childless with very few prospects.So she sold off whatever trinkets he had given her over the years, except fora small ring. I was getting very turned on at this point. Her legs held up and the dark veins on the back of her thighs showing. This turned me on even more. As I continue fucking her I start to think about her three kids older than me that have exited this pussy before I even existed. Yes call me a twisted fuck, but that's where my mind went. Her husband at home that can no longer get hard and satisfy this sexy old lady. Her pussy was mine and I was getting really close to cumming deep in her old cunt. I. Then, I reached down to my pussy wettened dick, stroked myself 5 or 6 times to encourage my hardon to come to full erection again, and then I reached up between Diana's legs, sliding two fingers smoothly up into her wet horny pussy where I'd just spurted my cum load. I didn't even consider asking Diana if she was on birth control and didn't even think about than angle until later after we'd both part our ways for that evening.At first I thought I'd just slide up behind Diana's nice naked ass. I had no choice! It was like you were twistin’ my arm behind my back telling me I had to laugh!”“Do I know you?” Alaina sat with her arms crossed, staring out her window.“C’mon, A.” Even without looking, Alaina could feel the mirth in her friend’s voice. “It’s funny. It’s really funny. You’ve got borderline superpowers like in comics, but somehow even the idea of anal is your kryptonite. And the funniest part is you don’t even have a reason for it! When was the last time you even thought about.