"You're a terrible son for doing this to me." For making you like it?" he asked."Yes," I whispered. I spread my legs a little wider, my panties tight ...round my knees. "Just fuck me and leave me alone." You want me to fuck you?" he asked, thrusting into me a little harder.I gulped. "No, but if you're going to fuck me, just do it hard." Do you want me to fuck you harder?" he asked, going deliberately slow. I did want him to fuck me harder, despite my aching pussy. I wanted to be fucked hard and. She was a normal lady of around 40 having a normal figure. So she asked me to go to a nearby restaurant and we ate some snacks and then again came to the bank. So while I was leaving she shook my hand and held my hand for about 5 minutes and I was feeling good. Then I left and it was a good experience meeting my first lady and shanking hand with her. As she held my hand for about 5 minutes so in my mind I was expecting something more from her. So I thought of meeting her again on my next visit.. I tilted my head at her."A car wash? Really?" We're not going to get caught! It's dark!" She said. "Now do you want this or not?" Oh, I want it. But you couldn't think of anything more... creative? I mean, damn."She shut me up with a short kiss. That kiss began to elongate."Shut up." She said, laughing, and groping at my groin area. At that time, I was wearing black warm-ups. My dick was already starting to get hard. "Mmm. Someone's happy," She said, with a sly smile."Ha. You think?" I said,. She looked up, the postman was stopped dead in his tracks eyes glued to her, smiling. She feigned shock and surprise but was secretly delighted. Her legs snapped shut and she left quickly. Her role as shy wife played out the best she could.She needed more! Feeling spurned and ignored by her husband she decided maybe it was time to approach her neighbour. Perhaps she might find out more about his mysterious guests when his wife was away. Fate worked in her favour. The next day was set hot and.