1. Here's to You, Mrs. Robinson


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Anal, Mature, Author: bossinmotion, Rating: 91, Source: xHamster

    Looking back on it, those summer days seem so unreal; unbelievable. Sometimes I can't believe it all actually happened at all - let alone happened to me! Yet, during the summer of my junior year in college, I found myself, for a few glorious months, passionately involved in a hot and heavy affair with a fantastic woman, an older woman - who happened to be the wife of my Dad's business partner. Even today, when I think back on it, I still hear 'Scarborough Fair' going through my head. It was the song Mrs. Robinson used to hum in that deep velvety voice of hers, whenever she was getting dressed; running a brush through her heavy black hair, smoothening her dress into place, repairing her lipstick in the front of the bathroom mirror, while from my position on the bed, I watched her: fascinated by the ritual of feminine fussing and primping she put on, before she donned those dark glasses of hers, and went out to face the world. I was to learn that whenever she hummed that little tune, she was feeling really good: a well-satisfied, sexually-satiated woman. When those sweet memories flood back on me, they inevitably bring another picture to mind: the image of that elegant lady's long sensual body, all naked and inviting, and just waiting for me as she lay stretched out on that motel room bed. *** Mrs. Robinson didn't say a word when I nudged her hip; just turned over obligingly to flop on her belly, to lay with head turned to one side, black hair spilling down on the pillow, ...
    eyes closed, and a little smile on her painted lips. It gave me the chance to just sit there and contemplate her smooth naked back, and her gorgeous ass. I loved that womanly ass of hers; softly voluptuous, and oh so caressible. Couldn't get enough of that ass. I loved to lay on the bed, and watch her as she got up to go to the bathroom, fascinated by the jello-like jiggle of Mrs. Robinson's plump rearmounds as she padded off to the bathroom. Now I would lay on that same bed, propped up on one shoulder, staring at the upturned ass, poised just inches from my face. I liked her best just like this; when she was perfectly happy to let me do what I wanted to her, while she lay there - all soft and warm and passive. Once she let me take her clothes off while she just stood there, with arms dangling down at her sides. With trembling hands, I unzipped her dress, came around in front of her and pulled it off her shoulders and down her front, and then kept on undressing her piece by piece, with her smiling at me all the while, and not saying a word. I really liked her like that. She never said much when she was in one of those quiet moods, just let me do what I wanted...to a point, that is. One time she confided in me that she liked it best when a man acted like a man; a real man, the kind that knew how to take charge of things in the bedroom. I kinda liked that too. Of course, there were other times, most times in fact, when she wanted to be in charge, to control things, everything. If ...
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