On her legs were a pair of stockings while on her feet were shoes with six inch heels. She wore nothing else and her pussy was perfectly framed by her...attire. I find there is something about an older woman when she’s dressed that way. They look far sexier than a younger woman would. Well I think so anyway. ‘Sandra has just left,’ said Gina. ‘I told her she should mind her own business and that my life was my concern.’ That explained her attitude with me outside. I told Gina what her daughter. In the light from the bulb above us I could see that she was much older than me, quite attractive, late thirties or early forties I guessed, a little shorter than me with soft curly brown hair, dancing blue eyes and a complexion flushed with excitement.“Quick!” she said urgently, “We haven’t much time!” as she began to hike her skirt up. By preference I would have bent her over the toilet in the tiny compartment to enter her from behind, but as the door catch was broken I knew it would have to. “Why, I didn’t do anything. I demand you let me go this instant!” Laura whined with a tinge of fear in her voice. “You mean the House Of Fears,” Laura Ann in sarcasm corrected Kenzie. “True, but in the case of you and your friends, house of rears seem more accurate.” “Who were the other girls with you and how can I find them?” the pretty ride manager interrogated the scared college girl. “I will never tell.”“Let’s see if we can loosen your tongue. You have a choice to make. Either you take this. I pull her up to where she is in a cowgirl position on my moms bed. she puts my dick back in and starts to ride. I put my hand back there feeling her "sleeve" being pulled out when she comes up on my dick. I keep rubbing it just because I like the way it feels, like her pussy doesn't want let go of my dick. It seems like this gets her even wetter. While we were in this position I would occasionally stick my middle finger in her ass, and use it to pull her up and down, taking it out to lick it.