He knew what he was doing, like a lot of older guys, and I had a very satisfying experience, as did he.BTW, I’m twenty-four, fairly slim five-foot-s...x with C-cup tits, short red hair, and matching furry crotch. I’ve been screwing since high school with rarely a steady boyfriend. I like variety too much for a lot of guys to handle. That’s one of the reasons why I stick to older guys. They are so appreciative that they rarely complain about having to share me.Back to Lloyd. He got his nut and. I unbutton his jeans, freeing that massive cock that would send those high school girls screaming in terror.I know they all fantasize about fucking him. I know the basketball moms that show up early to watch practice are really just watching him, soaking their panties as they imagine what his hot body could do to them. The glazed expressions on their faces tell me where their thoughts are: under the bleachers, on their knees, sucking Brad’s giant cock. That’s when I like to strut my stuff. On Monday it was just as if they had always lived there.I visited with them at times and found Sunny and some of our town women naked in their yard often. None bothered to dress while I was there. Ruthie, Leigh and Helen were their most common visitors.Sunny fucked me in their presence at times.They did manage to convince my publisher to rent a house for me in Como and the following April I was a resident of Italy.The house was on the side of a mountain ten minutes outside town. I had a nice. I’m gonna make you cum so hard you’ll pass out." "Where did you get that potty mouth, little girl?" he asked with a laugh. "I thought I taught you better manners than that." "I do have good manners, Daddy. I promise I won’t talk with my mouth full." My father’s eyes widened and mouth gaped at my words, knowing what was about to happen. He watched in awe as I dropped to my knees in front of him. His cock was inches from my face, throbbing and twitching with excitement. I brushed my hair aside.