He is about 45 I'm guessing.He is single and helps his aunt pay the bills.He is not good looking.He wears heavy frame glasses,is balding fast and not ...n the greatest shape but he is a very nice and helpful guy.I know he has been watching me when I am out in the yard and being the slut I am I make sure to wear something revealing.Actually I do that for all the guys in my neighborhood.One day I had a leak under my sink and I didn't know how to turn it off.I saw Charlies car so I went over and. I want to be fucked until it hurts so much I cry and I want to continue to be abused through the tears. If a man coats me in cum I want someone to take the time while I continue to be pounded to scoop up that wasted semen and wipe it into my pussy or on the current cock for more lubrication. Im definitely going to need as much lubricant as possible. I want to to fucked I can no longer move and just continue to lay there and take the punishment. Then I want them to focus on my ass when my. I didn’t know when it started and my mother became my sex object. Rani, as she was called by everyone, was not much educated. She didn’t even read the newspaper. But she had something kinky about her. The very sight of her gave men their hardest erections. She had full proportioned boobs and them so tight and was almost immune to sag even at the age of 52. Once, I saw my vivacious, talkative and voluptuous queen mother, milking the cow. I was standing besides her as she milked her in a tumbler.. I moan and cry out “that I am coming”. You don’t stop. I rock backward and forwards against the pressure of your tongue. I grip your shoulders as I feel my knees weaken. You suck harder, fucking my wet hole with your fingers at the same time. My body wracks with quivering spasms of ecstasy as I peak. I shudder as a stream of sweet liquid shoots into your mouth, my pussy floods all over your lips. You then stand and kiss me, letting me taste my delicious sex. You quickly spin me around. I lean.