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Tatted College Chick In Dorm

Duration: 10:28
Added 16-12-2018 Lucy
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On my way home from my work as a reporter for Mumbai News, I met my date and decided to bring him home. I carried the boxes in from the van, while my Tinder date for the night fixed the drinks. He didn't work with me all that often, but I always looked forward to it. For one thing it meant that the job was a high profit gig. For another he made my job much easier for that one night. Not to mention the fact that he brought the booze. It was also good booze as well. I seldom drank after a job, unless the older man had worked it with me. He was exactly 22 years older than me. Since I was 34 years old it made him 56 years old. He was distinguished looking. He was also tall, straight, and in much better shape than me. "Here," he said handing me the glass with Old Monk rum and Cola. I tasted it and found it to be not awfully strong. I had to work my way up to strong drinks and the older man called me wimp because of it. I didn't mind, since I wasn't trying to be macho. After all I was the mother of two. One of my kids was a son 12 and the other was a daughter 14. "So how are the kids?" he asked. I spent the next hour talking about the kids and even the business. I was beginning to really relax after that hour. "So how is retirement?" I asked. "I have done better things," he replied. "It does old doing this every day." "You never did this every day," I said. "True, you have done much better with the business than I ever did." he agreed. "True, and I don't do this every day either," I said with a laugh. "So you doing any better with the divorce thing?" he asked me. "I'm still trying to get the hang of it," I said. "Any new men in your life?" he asked. "Yes, I met a man who once dated my friend Ramesh. I always thought he was good looking. He has his own business as well. He owns one of those Big Baazar store lines. Lots of stuff going on there." "So did you learn anything from him?' the man asked. "Actually I did. After we kissed for while, he put his hand on my breast and I was turned on immediately. I got all soft and needy, you know me," I said. "Yes I do know you," he replied with one of those irritating smiles of his. "So what did he think of that. Did he recognize it?" "He was too much into his own world to recognize anything. He began to ratchet up the stimulation though. I had his hand inside my top and my blouse open before I knew it. He was very smooth." "I see, so what were you doing for him?" the man asked. "As always I was hanging back. Not sure what I should be doing. I didn't want to lose him. You know what I mean. Some men don't like forward women." I said. "I suppose that is true in some cases," the older man said. "So go one with your story." 'He was very smooth when he slipped his hand up my skirt and pushed my panties aside. I shivered when his finger reached my vulva. I wanted it inside me so badly that I raised my hips to help him. I almost fainted when his finger pierced me. It was maddening how much I needed to be filled." "You always were over sexed as I remember," he said. "Not always, during my years with Robert sex was pleasant but not frightening or terrifying all that came later," I admitted. "So you say, so you were hot, bothered and acting slutty, surely it wasn't the first time since the divorce?" he asked. "Not at all, but this one seemed to understand me more than any of the others, even Robert. He seemed to know that I needed to please him even before I did. I had no idea what those feelings were that ran through me. I had never understood them. I had always had mom's morality to block me." "Yes I do remember your mother and her morals," he said then he laughed. "So what else did this last one teach you." "He moved my hand to his cock. I held it and the thrill of it ran through me and he could tell somehow. He whispered, 'take it out." so I did. There is nothing else that feels so smooth, nothing so warm and exciting. It just makes me all wet and weak. I couldn't have stood to walk away, even if I had wanted to do so. He was moving his finger in and out of me while I stroked his cock. I loved the excitement the feeling of his finger inside me." "I begged him to fuck me. I even said it that way. I just said, 'Fuck me over and over. Instead of doing it he moved his finger inside me faster and deeper. I could feel his knuckles rubbing up and down as they spread my lips. I was crazy and totally out of control. I'm sure the neighbors could hear me moan." "How long was this after I left you the last time?" the old man asked. "I called him that next weekend, the kids were with their dad. After you leave me, it always takes me some time to wind down." "I know. You can't enough until you have to do without a while. Then you don't seem to miss it. But you always come around again don't you?" He asked. There was no sense denying it. "Yes, I always come around again." "So what did the new man teach you?" the old man asked. "Before he would fuck me, he told me to kiss his cock. I told him that I never had, so he told me that it was why I couldn't keep a man." "Maybe it is," the old man said. "I don't think so, because I kissed his cock. He guided my head to his cock. Then when I put my lips on the head he forced me down onto it. I didn't know exactly what to do, so he moved my had up and down and forced his cock in and out of my mouth. I knew when he was ready to come because he did that one last drive deep thing. He choked me with his cock and he didn't care. He held me on it while he came down my throat. I gagged and threw up but he didn't care. He turned me around lifted my skirt pulled down my panties and drove his cock into me. Even though he had just cum he stayed hard and he fucked me harder and longer than I can ever remember anyone doing it to me. I came over and over and couldn't even move. My muscles were frozen as he continued to fuck me," "Did my little girl love her first throat fuck?" the old man asked. "Yes Daddy," I said. "Then let’s go to bed and you can show me what you learned," he said.

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