I'd chosen a small black dress, one my mom had picked up for me. It wasn't modest, at all, and I'd been hesitant to put it on. But even I had to admit...I looked good as I walked into the house of whichever stranger resided at the house I was to be spending my night at.The atmosphere was better than expected. Music loud, a few bottles of God knows what being passed around. I swiftly made my way to my best friend, who was standing in the corner. Alessandra, a red headed beauty with a splattering. I go in and she is on the couch looking all delicious and has 2 drinks setting on the table. She gives me one. I take it and it has her lipstick marks all around the brim. I start drinking the drink and god is it strong. She is drinking hers and says something about it being awful hot and unbuttons another button on her blouse and I see more of her breasts. Her skirt has slid up some to and I can see the top of her nylons and see that she is wearing a dark blue garter belt that match’s the. The cottage we purchased had belonged to an old couple, Harry and Margaret, but she died the previous year and it was too much for Harry to maintain. He was in his mid to late sixties but only looked liked he was in his mid fifties however he just wasn't used to doing housework on his own and so it all started to get too much for him. The one thing he did really care for was his beloved garden. It was stunning, with perfectly manicured lawns and well tended flower beds. It's a fact he was more. He got faster and faster as my asshole eased up a little and became more flexible. Slowly but surely the pain started to fade away. As the pain decreased the pleasure increased. This was noticeable by a little moan that came out of my mouth. This seemingly encouraged him as he rested his hands on my shoulders and used them to drag me inwards. My nerves started fading away as he pleasured me even more. The shots got even more rapid as his dick went deeper inside of me with each shot. I moaned.