1. Mrs Crotchy's Daughter by loyalsock


    Date: 6/10/2015, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    &#034You vile young pervert! How could you do that to my own mother? Week after week. You're shameless!&#034 Here I sat in front of Mrs. Crotchy's daughter, receiving the tongue-lashing of my young life---all for something that gave her mother (and me) such pleasure. As I was finishing up high school, I did more and more odd jobs for some of the nicer old ladies in the neighborhood. Mrs. Crotchy was the nicest. About 66 years old, a widow, with soft silver-gray medium length hair and pale blue eyes. She always had her surprisingly full lips formed into a smile or a sexy O, depending on her mood. While she would usually be referred to as petite, her breasts were decidedly on the full side. After taking care of a few things around her house, she rewarded me with more than money. At first, what one would expect: cookies, pies, sandwiches. Then one day, after all the work was done and all the treats eaten, she brought out a small cardboard box and placed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa. &#034Randy&#034, she said(since that was my name), come over and sit down here. It'll be easier to see what I've got for you.&#034 &#034After my husband died, I didn't have the heart to throw these out. He loved them so. So, since you are of age now and full of life, I thought maybe you would like to have a look at them.&#034 &#034What are they, Mrs. Crotchy?&#034 &#034Some old magazines, men's magazines, glamour magazines, nudies. I hope you don't go telling anyone that I've given ...
    them to you.&#034 With that my mouth went dry and my cock went up. The idea of this sweet old woman talking like that and wanting to do that for me! Carefully opening up the flaps, I looked down and saw the first of the glossy, colorful females smiling at me from the cover of a long-out-of-print porn rag from the '50s. Under that, another, then another. I looked at her and saw her encouraging smile and blush on her cheeks, and started to take them out. &#034I don't know what to say, Mrs. Crotchy,&#034 I choked out. &#034You don't have to say anything, Randy. These never failed to turn on the mister, and I hope they turn you on, too.&#034 &#034Th-thank you.&#034 &#034You do like being turned on, don't you Randy? I know most young men do.&#034 &#034Yes. But I just can't accept these. I don't know how I'd sneak these into my house. And if I did, I'd hate for my folks to catch me with them. How would I ever explain...&#034 &#034Oh, dear. I never thought of that. Maybe you could just look at them while you're here. I can make myself scarce and let you have some privacy. How would that be?&#034 How much privacy? I wondered. But I said, &#034That would be great, Mrs. Crotchy.&#034 &#034Alright, then I'll just leave you be...with all these lovelies.&#034 Saying that with a smile on her face, she turned and adjusted the cutains to give me more light, then sort of sashayed out of the room. So there I sat, with a boxful of beauties to ogle to my heart's content and to my cock's pleasure. I ...
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