She sits me on the couch, and kneels down before me, her hands rubbing my thighs, and working them to my cock, bulging through my jeans. She undoes my...belt, then unzips and opens then wide, she undoes the button on my boxers, and reaches in pulling out my hard uncut cock. She puts her lips over my head and works my foreskin back exposing my tip, then begins licking circles around it, while slowly lowering her mouth over my head, and then down the shaft, pulling back, and working deeper and. The morning had been consumed with planning the farewell arrangements for her much older deceased husband. She had tried to act the part of a grieving widower and not act like she was glad he was dead, which honestly she was. Now she just wanted to get home and relax.As she slowed from almost 90 mph to under 10 mph the thought of the inheritance money being all hers sent a flash of heat through her body that was almost an erotic feeling to her. She took her left hand off the steering wheel. He enters me slowly, careful not to hurt me. I can feel the piercing pain, but like the bite on my neck it is a good pain. He moves in slowly, as if trying to know me from the inside out. It was giving me a chance to do the same with him. My fingers are in his hair, our eyes locked on each other, with that, he starts moving inside me. All the way in, all the way out, back and forth he moves. The more he moves inside me, the easier it becomes to get used to his size. When I feel comfortable. I was attracted to the enigmatic aura surrounding you. Yes, there was something erotic about the way you held those knickers, something slightly kinky that I loved. I wanted to meet you.I don’t know if I should be but if we are being honest I do feel aroused by your story.”Jan had hoped for this reaction, “Perhaps I hoped you would be turned on, perhaps I am turned on as well Sam, if I was a slut what would you do?Jan noticed Sam’s bulge smiled and said, “When you looked at me that first time I.