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Jenny and I-2

Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: stif266, Rating: 96, Source: xHamster

and then I moved down to kiss her nipples. Mrs. Jackson acted as if this were completely unexpected, and she began to bounce her hips. I took that as an invitation and pushed my cock against her pussy lips. Of course, she did not object and spread her legs even more for me. Her bush was so thick that I could not see her pussy lips. I reached down to move my cock head between her lips, assuming that I didn't have to see what I was doing to do the job correctly. I got a surprise when I had to move so near to the bed to find her pussy hole. Dammit, it was just too near the mattress for me to do a decent job of fucking. In a flash, I remembered one of the positions that Jenny and I had practiced. I moved her ankles to my shoulders and that swiveled her hips and pussy up enough for me to get an easy alignment with her hole. I was able to push nearly straight down to penetrate Mrs. Jackson's cunt, and she sighed with delight as I slipped past her pussy lips. Mrs. Jackson was so wet inside and she was at such a good angle that it only took two strokes for me to bottom out inside her cunt. Mrs. Jackson had such a deep hole that I never touched her cervix as I went in as deep as possible. I banged my pubic bone against her clit, and she acted as if that had never happened to her before. She squealed in delight and pushed back against me to get more pressure against her clit. &#034Oh, Billy, I hope you can do that again. That really felt good, and I've never had it happen ... before.&#034 If that were the case, I wondered who she had been fucking. Obviously, it was a man or men who really didn't care what she felt. I was disgusted with her partners who had so little regard for her feelings. Well, I was about to show her what a caring partner could do for her. I said, &#034I will try to do that every time, if that is what you want.&#034 &#034Oh, please do! That felt so good.&#034 With that as a guide, I began to take full strokes into Mrs. Jackson's cunt, and I made sure to bump her clit at the bottom very stroke. With the way she was carrying on, panting and moaning, I figured I must also be rubbing her G-spot with every stroke. At this stage in my development, I believed that there was no such thing as a bad fuck. This fuck did not compare in pleasure to those that Jenny and I had, but there was no question that I was enjoying it. Mrs. Jackson continued to pant and moan as I continued to stroke. Finally, I felt her begin to tighten up in preparation for an orgasm. This was enough to bring me along, and we came together. I was startled when Mrs. Jackson screamed in pleasure. Oh, well, there was no one to hear us, so it made no difference. I considered it pleasant enough and an entirely adequate fuck from my point of view, but Mrs. Jackson must have looked at it from an entirely different angle. She grabbed me for a deep French kiss and began to cry. This was something totally unexpected, and I said, &#034Please don't cry, Mrs. Jackson. I didn't mean to hurt ...