Tough job! We finally met Marge at a Friday dinner Sam hosted. It was like a potluck with each couple contributing. She was 64 with salt and pepper cu...ly hair, as tall as Sam with big momma boobs and a substantial but not fat older woman’s body. Gil and I later speculated about how those massive hooters would feel on our faces and peckers. Sam had not clued her in on any of our household customs so we were dressed and behaved ourselves. She was very upbeat, easygoing, and charming. Must run in. She moaned quite loudly when hedid this, mostly because he was sobig. He slowly pulled out about 3/4 of the way, and then he slowlypushed all the way back in. He felt hiscock hit the back wall ofher warm, wet pussy. He pulled outagain, very slowly. She wanted tobeg him to go faster, but before she could say anything he was pushinginto her again, and he started kissingher again. He used two fingers togently andslowly stroke her clit, and shestarted moaning, but nothing came out because he kept. A quick search of the one standing cabinet revealed a small plastic box fan. Since it had a carry handle and since there was a big ass nail over the heater, I figured that was the spot. Most likely it was the place the previous tenant had used for it.A half hour after I started the heater, I had to turn it down to its lowest possible setting. While I drank coffee from the Mister Coffee machine, I began asking myself questions, trying to decide how to outsmart the bad guys.If you came to my. He stopped pumping me to let me settle down I was still shaking when he said are you OK? OH MY GOD! What the hell did you do to me I said, I don't know Jerome said but I like it! Still shaking I looked up at him and told him to fuck me again, He grabbed my tits and again started pumping his massive tool into my wet hole I tried to relax but it felt so good, my mind was mush he could do anything he wanted to me now, he was taking it nice and slow but then I guess he had enough and picked up the.