Jean took a liking to me, too. I was 18, tall and lean with messy brown hair. She would joke to girls who I may have been talking to that "he's all mi...e, you can't have him!" Everyone on the store staff found it adorable."She's old enough to be your grandmother!" one girl said. "It's so cute."Secretly, there was nothing cute about it. Jean may have been in her 50s, but there was something about her body that caught my eye from the very beginning. She was just built the right way, if you ask me:. I often begged her to suck my cock, but she always refused saying that such intimacy must be reserved for marriage. Our sexual episodes were a welcome treat for me since she didn't want to get intimate like that except maybe two to three times a month. Nikki believed that serious and frequent intimacy should be reserved for wedded couples and she was afraid that more frequent intimate encounters would lead to premarital sexual intercourse.About 3 months after I started dating Nikki, we were. I opened a trashbin and placed them in there and would remember to come back for themlater one day.I quickly scanned Anna's mind and found that she was Polish, not Russianlike I had previously believed. "Well that can explain her speaking in adifferent language," I said to myself as I found the little Honda Civicthat she drove.Walking over to it I once again scanned Anna's sleeping mind and foundthat she didn't have a doctor's appointment. "Bitch." I giggled to myselfas I found that she. It was a game with me and my friends, and even a lot of the girls we chased knew it was a game, but they enjoyed being chased and from time to time would let themselves be "caught" and fucked.But I had already gotten lucky that Saturday and had caught my Mom earlier in the day in a very receptive mood right after breakfast when I was feeling kind of horny in spite of the fact that she had had a rather late business appointment the night before and didn't usually want any attention the following.