Kevin had arrived on agenda with his motorcycle, dusty and tired. He'd been dating my daughter all through college - actually most of high school too - and the family loved him like one of our own. Thanksgiving is always a wonderful time so I gladly let Cindy invite him to spend it with us.

But he was young and woefully inexperienced and Cindy had confided in me that he just didn't have a clue about women. Tonight I planned to change that. I let him have a recollective hot shower, then fed him dinner party and sent him to bed for a nap before Cindy arrived. Or at least that's what I told him !

"Mrs. D ! What are you doing ? ! ?"

I'd slipped into his room after he'd gone to bed. My husband had gone to get Cindy and wouldn't be home for hours.

"I wanted to lecture to you about something that headache me,"I said with mock sternness.

"I know you've been sleeping with my girl, vernal man."

Poor Kevin panicked."I'm so drab, Mrs. D ! She's just so pretty ! And I really enjoy her…"his words trailed off.

"I know. But if you're going to be making love to my daughter you're going to suffer to do a lot better job than you've been doing, my heartfelt boy."With that I dropped my gown to reveal a freshly showered and shaved woman. I crawled into bed next to him. He was completely paralyzed with awe and had no mind what to do.

I'm still in my thirties, work out and while not 20-something still bear my own in a crowd. I snuggled up next to him and whispered in his ear.

"You need to do exactly as I say, and if you do I'm going to give you a night you'll never forget. And grant my girl and every char you'll ever date a gift they'll never be able to repay. Do you require to learn how to make erotic love like a cleaning lady wants ?"

He nodded almost imperceptibly.

"And you know if you tell anyone I'll personally remove your testicles. Through your ears ?"
He nodded again.

We started with the simple things, how to apply a cleaning woman, how to osculate, how to use his tongue. I actually came while he was working over my clitoris and labia with his bore spit. I was proud of with the progress we were making.

Then I had him slide on top of me. I asked him to suffer my foreland in his hands, so he could lift my lips to his.

"Now, ever so slowly flex your hips against mine while you're kissing me. You're not trying to enter, just concentrate your weighting on my hip. Keep your stage together and mine will naturally open for you. See ? Doesn't that feel nice ?"I raised my human knee and allowed him to work his tool up against me. Cindy was a favourable woman. This kid was blessed with a wonderfully thickly and long tool. And it was as hard as steel.

I grabbed his rosehip to keep back him from impaling me in a single thrust.

"Kevin, you need to cognise you've got a really squeamish package, but you could really spite a woman by not giving her time to suit you. If you hurry you'll hurt her, and she'll NEVER have sex with you again. Understand how important this is ?"

He nodded again.

I wiggled my pelvic girdle around until I could feel him slipping between my folds. I grabbed his ass and tipped my rosehip up, slowly letting him inside. God, this kid was thick ! He moaned on my shoulder, thrust twice and came.

Oh dear.

Kevin tried to twine off me and I could tell he was 30 moment from sleep. glad, but asleep nonetheless.

"Oh no you don't,"I scolded.

"What, you came earlier powerful ?"

"I did, but we need to work on your stamina. kiss me for a while, will you ?"We made out for about 10 minute and suddenly I could feel him getting hard again. He grew in my hand and I couldn't help myself. I snuggled down under the covers and took his massive marrow in my back talk. He still tasted like the two of us and I got wet again as I worked him over. He gave a grunt and grabbed my head, filling my oral cavity to overflowing with warm, salty come.

A while later we started round three. This time he was capable to fuck me hanker and easy just like I like it for various minutes before he started getting that frantic smell in his eyes.
I grabbed his ass and held him rich inside me, not letting him move. He was so close…

Once he calmed down a bit I asked him to slowly flex his ass, driving his tip up and down over my cervix and brush against my g-spot. I hunkered down and tilted my pelvis and…
He came again.

Crap.

I think he could take heed the disappointment in my vocalism and consistence terminology. He apologized profusely.

We got up and went downstairs, ate some collation and just talked about all variety of things. I looked at the clock and realized we only had an hour or so left. I took his hand and let him back upstairs.
This meter - MAGIC ! He had been paying attention the cobbler's last few 60 minutes. With his hair gun trigger gone, he was an enthusiastic, STRONG, willing roll in the hay. I was pleased with my piece of work. Several metre !

When Cindy and her dad got home, we were asleep back in our split beds. And smiling…