1. Molly the Manager: Part 3 Afterglow, home cooked


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Anal, First Time, Masturbation, Author: Yubadude, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    legs around by shoulders, arched her back and rocked her hips side to side. I don't know how long or short of a time, as time meant nothing at that point, she told me to keep sucking on her clit. I was happy to obey. In one final burst she let out a scream, which shocked me. My stopping at that point did not ruin her orgasm, as once again, she lay on her back, breathing hard. &#034No one has ever done that to me.&#034 I guess none of her lovers really cared. Oh, yes, she was very hairy. Remember, this was the 1980's; even the porn the females had hair. After all that, knowing I had to be at work the next day (she had the day off), I had to make a tactful exit. I explained, she smiled and said understood. &#034After all, you need to get some sl**p after your performance tonight. I want you rested up.&#034 Molly walked me to the door, reminded me of the security code to exit. I was happy as I forgot. As she kissed me good night, she leaned up into my ear and said, &#034You were great. Oh, just in case you were wondering, I'm on the pill, so you don't have to stop by the d**g store next time.&#034 I did not even remember the drive home. I don't even remember going to bed. Only the blare of the alarm was my next memory. I went to work. Molly, being a manager, knew what numbers to call to be non descript and reached me at about 2 PM. &#034I am still thinking about how wonderful last night was. I want you to come over for dinner. Be here at 6:15.&#034 I snuck out on my break and ...
    picked up some flowers and promptly arrived. As she opened the door, I saw the &#034off duty&#034 side of Molly that few had seen. Her hair was nicely curled. She was wearing make up and she was wearing a pair of jeans and a tank top. Even at school, whereas most people looked like waifs that shopped at Thrift Stores, Molly always had the same type of outfits she wore to work. Molly cooked dinner. It was nice to have a home cooked meal. My life consisted of Banquet Boil in Bag meals, an occasional bite at the Student Union cafeteria or a corn dog from a place in the Arden Mall. She set a great meal. Candles, red wine and lasagna. After dinner, we went to the front room. Things went a little slower than the previous night. She asked me to tell her all about myself. Molly asked me how come I never mentioned parents When I told her about my parents dying in an auto accident when I was 19, I could see her starting to cry. That was not my intention to illicit sympathy. She asked about any extended f****y. I joked I always thought my parents were in the Federal Witness Protection program because I never remember any aunts, uncles, cousins or grandparents. Molly mentioned the holidays must be a real bummer. I told her I have always got by and I reminded her Chinese restaurants are always open on Thanksgiving and Christmas. &#034No more Chinese for you. You are coming home with me for Thanksgiving. You can be my 'date.&#034 Since there was no school that week, she had arranged to have ...
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