My body is yours. No need to ask."We walked the hall to my bedroom. Only I had been in there for years now. We fell into bed together, this young sexy...energetic college girl and me, middle aged, past my prime, but not dead yet. Daphne scratched at my thin beard, combed her fingers through my full head of hair, now with a decent amount of gray mixed in, ran her fingers down through the wiry hairs on my chest and down to my semi hard cock. She cupped my balls offered her tongue to my mouth and. It was as if he just wanted to feel me everywhere at the same time.The smooch was so wild that we were soon out of breath and let go of each other’s mouth. Immediately, he buried his face in my breasts and started to suck and bite them. I was naked in an AC bus, getting sucked by the dad of the young boy who had just fucked me. I was getting wet and just pushed his head deeper.As soon as he started moving his tongue on my nipples and tried to flick them with his tongue, a current ran through my. When she pulled back from the kiss she gave me a devilish grin, to counter my look of surprise. ‘Didn’t see that one coming’ ‘That was the plan.’ She leaned in for a third kiss, which quickly became more. * * An hour later we were still floating in each other’s arms, kissing occasionally, but mostly cuddling spoon-style in the water. During one of our kisses we floated by the water return. I planted my foot as a plan started to form in my mind, holding us next to the jet. I started to kiss back. If only….’ she said, biting her lip expectantly. The uncomfortable silence lengthened as Jake looked away, lowering his gaze, and Katrina knew that he had heard the words she had not spoken aloud. ‘We’ve been over this,’ he said, in a sombre tone. ‘It’s a bad idea.’ ‘Why?’ she said, a desperate earnestness in her tone. ‘You are the perfect guy for me.’ ‘I know you mean it,’ he said, stroking her hairline, ‘and I know that you want to with all your heart. I’ve said this before and I’ll say it.
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