I'd had plenty of unprotected sex about nine, ten years before, but this was me just being reckless. I started off slow.When I heard her whimper, 'Dad...y...daddy...' I started to, quite suddenly, escalate the intensity of the sex. I recall feeling her get wetter and wetter. And oh, the sounds of rough sex! Mattress squeaks, wet whapping noises competing with excited female noises. Hearing her react, watching her react, and feeling her on my cock made me realize how rough I was giving it to her.. Again she worked her way up to my shoulders making some teasing and tantalising moves along the way. My cock was already responding to her touch and my view of her. As she came back down my chest and stomach she positioned herself, kneeling, knees apart, her lower body facing toward me as she started on my cock and balls. This is the point when I stopped caressing her thigh and move my hand between her legs to get my first feel of her clit.This was well received so I undid the string ties and. Realizing where we are and that someone could walk in at any moment, he takes me to the bathroom. I grab his neck and pull him back down to me even as he closes the door and locks it. My stomach tightens with need and my lips rain kisses on him, growing in heat, getting harder and faster. He backs me up to the wall and his hand moves to my hip, up to my neck in a line that crosses oh so sweetly over my breast. His fingers find a place in the back of my hair and tighten, pulling just slightly. She then told me that this was when her attraction to older men really started. I asked how old they had been, and was told that they must have been at least 60. Laughing, I said that there was hope for me yet then! She took my hands and looked me straight in the eyes, and told me that she certainly hoped so. I was speechless for at least a couple of seconds and just stared at her. Then with a squeeze of her hands, I told her that if she was serious, then so was I, and maybe it was time to.