.. she was a deliciously wanton fuck all right. He looked over at her relaxed, striking face and she smiled warmly at him, the lecherous little sparks...still gleaming in her dark onyx eyes."Christ, I was whipped the moment I screwed into you," he said apologetically. "You're too much... too frigging much, Mrs. Keele... I hang my head in shame." Maggie, darling... remember, no formalities?" she said, springing up from the sofa to her feet."Sorry... sorry a second time." No reason for the first,. The competition was over and we were runners-up. Netball for all its ups and downs, as I later found out, is a big attraction for men who like to watch girls of a certain age, in short skirts and tight panties, running and exerting themselves, exhibiting large 'Camel-Toes', and having sweet sweat running down those intimate parts that excite older men.I never thought about until during a game brake I went back into the toilet to urinate. I had been exerting myself and found the exertion had. Rick probably came straight after but I never saw. My eyes were tightly shut as the sensation of my first ever orgasm shook my body. We'd been sitting on his bedroom floor and our cum had gone all over. I had it on my hand and crotch but also up my shirt and in my underwear. And there was cum on the floor, luckily on the hardwood and not the rug. We grinned at each other and Rick went and grabbed some paper towels to clean up a bit. Once I was mostly decent again I said I had to leave and ran. I could tell that she wanted to tell me to stop but her mouth couldn’t form the words in time. I placed my hand behind her head and tilted it up enough so that she could watch me enter her. As I slid the head in she yelped and I covered her mouth with mine. As I buried the rest of it into her she continued to scream until I began swirling my tongue around hers. She grabbed the back of my head and kissed me back passionately as her walls began to accommodate my size and girth. She wrapped her.