It was not out of terror or fear but screaming out a climax, with a hard dick stirring her pussy vigorously from the rear. "Good morning Lady Love, so...glad you could finally join me. Your body has been responding even if YOU slept." Oh Kev, My Sweet Lover, I LOVE the way you wake people in the morning. It feels so good. Would you stop long enough for me to go to the bathroom? I'm afraid I'll pee all over us."Keeping himself inside her he rolled over onto his back and then still farther so she. He tried all he could by putting his best pictures, but he still got rejected. His friend suggested that he start looking out for older women who might be more willing to sleep with him. He tried that, and he was matched with many women, all of them much older than him. He finally decided to go on a date with a 42-year-old woman who was a divorcee. They had decided that they would be meeting just for sex. When Rahul reached the hotel, he was in for a shock. The 42-year-old woman. She wanted to keep him hidden away in her heart until she knew what the outcome would be. Although, she had a pretty good idea already, she just didn’t want to believe it. As she lay their in her bed, thinking of him, she became aroused. Her nipples hardened, and she could feel the moisture between her legs. She removed her clothing, one piece at a time, imagining that he was watching her. She caressed her breasts, rolling her nipples between her thumb and finger. She bent her head down and. The room they were in was sterile. It was plain, almost like a laboratory... Morgue.Her honey-ochre eyes widened as she realized where this was. “I’m not dead!” she proclaimed defensively.Her words and their pleading tone finally set his mind at ease. They were so innocent ... so completely guileless. He lowered the gun so it was no longer in her face, but still pointed to the side and very much at the ready. She may not be a threat, but this was definitely a wrench in his carefully laid out.