She stepped into an alley and pulled up her shirt, giving him a good look at her tits. She snapped the shot and sent it to him.Bob had fought with him...elf over whether he should contact the girl who had hit his truck. Obviously she wanted him to contact her. Why else would she give him her number. Still, couldn't have been much out of high school and he was practically old enough to be her dad. However, she was hot and he never imagined he would experience what he did with her.So two days later. ." The nickname I'd always used suddenly seemed terribly sexual. "We need to talk about what happened."She turned off the music. "Yeah...I guess we do."She scooted over and I sat down next to her on the bed. I was in her bed. I felt filthy. I should have thought to get a shirt!"I know we were both half asleep and it was just an accident but what happened was wrong-" Don't say that." She frowned."Yes, B-H-honey. It was wrong. We-" No, Daddy!"She threw her arms around me and looked up at me with. I thought that is was safe for me to assume that she would be home if I were to visit. And her parents would be at work.I am nearing retirement at 60 years of age. A big woman with a wide ass, bulging belly and pendulous 44E breasts. A fat old broad but hey - I have my needs!After lunch on a Tuesday afternoon I took the plunge and checked out of the office for a "random field evaluation." I would drop by and visit her and see if this girl was a candidate for seduction.As I walked up the. She now started to rock frantically back and forth on my cock, getting faster and faster until she suddenly moaned really loudly and stopped moving, shuddering as I assumed an orgasm washed over her.Claire fell forward to kiss me and as we kissed I grabbed hold of her arse and started to move her behind up and down so that her pussy was moving up and down my cock. I could feel myself getting close and my breathing changed.“I am going to cum,” I told Claire, who nodded and continued to ride me.