1. Hippie Girlfiend's


    Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 97, Source: xHamster

    feet and stood still as a soaped her, rubbing her everywhere, right down to her fingertips. She grabbed my cock in a soapy grip from time to time. I was quivering with hot desire for her, I was infatuated with the older woman. She rinsed off then cleaned me in return, her hands taking their time. I drained the tub as we rinsed with the shower head. We toweled each other and then she took my hand and led me to my bedroom, my stiff cock standing out in front of me. “Lay down on your back.” She told me. She propped herself on her elbows between my open legs, smiled at me, and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked me luxuriously, slowly, lovingly. As if sucking my cock was the greatest thing in the world for her. She sucked hard, soft, fast, and slow. She played with my balls and tickled my anus. “You don’t have a control problem like this.” She noted. “No, it’s only when I move.” I said. I realized that I’d never spoken of it before. Not with anyone. “But you can come if you want to?”she asked. “In a second.” I confirmed. “Interesting.” She said, getting up and straddling me. She held me in her hand and lowered herself down my hard wet pole. In the hard light of day, the older woman rode me, looking down into my eyes. “What about like this?” she asked. “I’m just hanging on.” I said, doing everything I could to keep from tensing up and coming. “What about this?” she asked, and her vagina grabbed my cock as tight as a fist. She lifted and lowered herself, so tight that I could ...
    barely squeeze back in again. Then she leant forward and kissed me. I blew, emptying my balls to her supple frame. She lifted her face a couple of inches and smiled in satisfaction. But I felt bad, because she hadn’t had an orgasm of her own. She pulled herself off of me and took another shower. “Would you like to have dinner with us up at the bus?” she asked when she came out, naked as she toweled herself. “Wouldn’t that be weird?” I asked. “I don’t know.” She said, “Let’s find out.” Oddly, it wasn’t too awkward. We all ate and talked and laughed as if I hadn’t had sex with Irene. They were vegetarians, and we had a nut roast and a decent bottle of wine. I realized that they weren’t poor; the new solar panels on top of the old bus weren’t cheap, and there were some expensive gadgets lying around. “Say, would it be ok if we put in some vegetables?” Max asked. “I mean, we might not be around long enough to harvest, but we just like to keep busy.” I got my old tractor out and plowed up a plot for them a bit lower than the pond, so they could water by gravity. A couple of days later Irene came by with more home cooking, and more hot sex followed the meal. She went down on me, in her fabulous way. When I looked into her eyes, I didn’t see another man’s middle-aged wife; I just saw a beautiful woman who seemed to really like sucking my hard young cock. I stroked her hair, looking at her rapturously. She pulled up for a moment. “I love the way you look at me when I do this.” She said, ...
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