1. Mrs Crotchy's Daughter by loyalsock


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

    on, so she enjoys having me over to look at her husband's old magazines. Then she turned to less exciting topics to allow my member to get back to normal before walking home. Over the next week, the pattern continued, but with me spending more and more time looking at the abundance of beauties that old Mr. Crotchy had enjoyed seeing so many years ago. I certainly enjoyed looking at them, too, but I didn't have the outlet that he had. I realized now that after he got his kicks reading an issue or two, he could relieve his aching balls by turning to his wife...the then young, pretty Mrs. Crotchy. I, on the other hand(so to speak) went home to a house full of k**s and other people(this being summer and all). And before I got there, I was increasingly being stroked, caressed, touched, and fondled by an increasingly suggestive and flirtatious Mrs. Crotchy. And one who became less conservative about her dress as the humid summer heat dragged on. Things finally came to a head(so to speak) when, after reading five magazines over three and a half hours, Mrs. Crotchy helped me up from the sofa, looked into my eyes, told me how sweet I was and gave me a hug as I looked down into her pretty cleavage under a see-through blouse. My stiffy spewed its cream into the front of my thin running shorts as I tried to get away and hide my embarrassment. As she felt the fluid eruption wet her belly, her mouth formed a big sexy O, and said, &#034OH!&#034 at the same time. She was so good about my ...
    losing it. Assured me that it was alright and perfectly understandable and that she was sorry that she hadn't done more to help me sooner. Hearing her talk that way put more life into my soggy sausage even as it was losing the last of it's load. She helped me off with my clothes, shushing my protests of modesty, and washed them...then me! As her soft, warm, soapy washcloth swirled around my crotch, she told me how much whe missed the pleasures of a young man and had neglected my needs. She would never let me 'down' again. And she never did. The next time I came over, she was dressed in her sheerest lingerie, treated me to one cookie while she sloppily drank a carton of milk, e****ted me over to the couch where the magazines were already laid out, and left me alone to ogle the naked women...for all of 10 minutes. Returning, she got down beside me and asked if I needed relief yet, since she surely didn't want another episode like last time. She explained that it was actually bad for young men to ejaculate in their pants and that she wouldn't let it happen if she could help it. And she did help it, by using her mouth(after taking out her false teeth). So I finally experienced a blowjob, and from someone who knew how to do it and how to enjoy it. The next time I came over, she claimed to have misplaced the magazines, but so as not to leave me frustrated, gave me great head anyway. I didn't complain. As time went on, I came over to her place several times a day, and I came... I also ...
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