Then she seemed to be kissing his asshole again...and then yet again. Leasa was, for all intent and purposes, making love to the old, man's asshole."U...e ya' tongue, ho'" he hissed. Then he sucked in a breath and closed his eyes as if the blonde was sending him to heaven."Yeah, that's it, that's it, that's it..." he kept chanting in a whisper, his dick standing straight up and rigid, again. Leasa's head was now bobbing into the cheeks of his ass. She was giving him a pro's rim job if ever there. We got to the bedroom and he pushed me into the room. He grabbed one of my silk scarfs and blindfolded me with it. I could faintly see out of it, but I sure as hell wasn't going to tell him that. I felt his fingers brush my neck and slide down my body. His warm lips touched my neck in a tender kiss. I moaned as his hand kneaded my breast through my dress. "Your skin taste so sweet." He whispered hotly into my ear. His hand traveled down my front and slipped under my dress to the part in my. ..I pushed to stretch my hole and his cock just popped inside my muscle ring. My ring was ready to crack. This was the thickest head I ever took. I was stretched to my limit, but kept pushing to ease the pain from the shaft that was following. The man didn't move at all, he stayed there with his cock ridge flush against my sphincter while stroking my butt and back."I want you to have a good time. I 'll take care of you," he responded in a comforting way while adding lube on his shaft. He pushed. After what felt like several minutes of going mute, her tongue decided it could work. Just above a whisper she leaned forward and said, ‘You can let go of my jigs now.’ Her fingers lightly grazing his hand as each word fell from her lips. His brow furrowed, as if he’d heard her wrong. ‘Your what?’ Smiling she confessed. ‘My jigs, the handles that you’re hanging onto above my hips.’ The man barked out a laugh, ‘Are you serious? Why do you call it that?’ ‘Please, as if men don’t have names for.