She was smiling and said "i hope you enjoyed that". I told her it was awesome and thanked her and she said i could keep the tights i was wearing and t...e panties and the negligee then she took off the cum covered stockings she was wearing and the black suspender belt and her black panties that she also had on and then handed them all to me and said i could have those also! She then said she wasn't finished and she went to her drawer and took out a pair of sheer tan tights and put them on with no. The blonde wore a halter top and her luscious tits jiggled whenever she moved."Thanks for the compliment," Brenda said. "And why don't you call me Brenda? I thought we were going to be friends." Okay, Brenda." Maybe you could get into one of my bikinis. I've got a few upstairs I haven't worn in years and they're too small on me now. Maybe one of them would fit you. Would you like to come upstairs and try some on?"The girl agreed. It was all very pleasant, no hint that either of them had. Perhaps 'the' weapon of choice for a protagonist is a disturbing horror stroke erotic story. Except that this wasn't a story in that sense of the word. No not in that sense of the word at all.Walter seemed to dwarf Ella to diminutive size. The girl was normally tall, willowy which gave her age an added boost and yet on her all-fours, folded like a bitch under the huge Walter she seemed smaller. She seemed tiny. And the sight of her impaled on that huge, huge brutal cock which had stretched and. It was soft and warm, with only thin layers of her tights and my shorts between us. Even though I thought I should, I was not able to pull back. I saw her body tightening, her fingers strengthening her grip on the microwave door handle she was holding. I continued to fiddle around with controls while enjoying the soft warmness her beautiful butt was providing my raging cock. I did not want to pull out as it felt so fucking great but I also did not want to scare her and was afraid she might walk.