The first time I was with an sure-enough cleaning woman was a few years ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid forties. We were at a Pride after party of friend of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the net twelvemonth, and had an exhusband and a son in high school.

I could tell she was really nervous as we sat in the back curtilage drinking and smoking cigarettes. She was telling me about how she had a new condo where she lived with her son who was in senior high school school and how sex her first superbia was. She was also eying me up a lot, but really shyly and trying to act like she wasn't. I though she was pretty cute for a middle aged lady, especially since she was small enough for me to throw over my shoulder joint.

As the company was winding down I decided to take a opportunity and invited her back to my place for a few more drinks. She stuttered a few clip and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few blocks away so we walked over, sharing another cigarette and she nervously held my hand. I opened up the strawman door to my building and led her downstairs to my basement flat.

When we got inside I picked her up by her second joint and brought her question up to mine for a kiss. She was all of five metrical foot and weighed maybe 115. I'm not huge by any means at 5'8"but I towered over her and it was fun to foot her up. She opened her mouth for my natural language, taste of cigarettes and cheap chardonnay grape as I spun her around to put her fundament on the kitchen counter. We kissed like that for a few minutes as she wrapped her legs around my waist, the seat of her dress bunching up between us.

She started panting heavily into my oral cavity and I pulled back from her, running my work force down her trunk from her articulatio humeri, over her breasts and down to her pegleg, then back up under her apparel. I found the crotch of her panties with one deal and ran my finger's breadth up and down it, feeling that they were damp. I lifted her bum off the counter for a second and began to pull her panties down as she rolled her head back and stared at the felling through half receptive eyes. Her panties fell off her ankles revealing a small-scale well trimmed bush of mordant hairs. I filled her fountainhead back for a kiss with one mitt while the other went between her pegleg.

I ran my finger's breadth up and down her lips, enjoying her moans and the humping of her rose hip as she tried to get one of my digit inside of her. I obliged her with first one finger then two. Her first orgasm of the night touched off when I began to circulate her clitoris with my thumb and she squeezed her legs together so fast I thought she was trying to crush my deal. She was no longer able to concentrate on kissing me, so I left her brim and moved my head down between her thighs.

She managed to pant"I have haven't showered yet,"but I was already pressing my tongue into her. She was a piddling sweaty, but the tasting of her rousing overpowered it. When my lips found her niggling clit and I pressed my lingua against it, she became tongue-tied, moaning and writhing against another coming. From what she had told me former that night I knew that she had never been very exploratory in bed with her ex-husband, so I decided to widen her horizons. I took one of the fingers that had been inside her and was still slick and I pressed it against her asshole. I felt her tense up for a second base, but then she pushed her body down onto my finger and it slid all the way into her ass.

We stayed like that for what must sustain been 15 minutes, her splayed across my kitchen counter, humping her pussy against my wealthy person and grinding against the finger in her ass. Finally she had enough and she weekly pushed my head away, my finger coming out with a small pop as her bastard closed behind it. She was trailer truck coherent, but she begged me to let her eat me.

I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder joint, caressing and grabbing her ass as I carried her into my sleeping accommodation. I lay her down on my bed and quickly took off my reboot pant and underwear. Then I climbed up on the bed, kneeled with one knee beside each of her ear and lowered myself onto her mouth. I was also pretty sweaty after being in the sun all day at the parade, but she seemed entranced by my bush and wet lips poking through the hair. She started licking, nervously at low gear but she quickly got into it, alternating between pushing her spit into me and circling my clit. She obviously hadn't done it many metre before, but enthusiasm made up for a deficiency of experience. I decided that I wanted to go along acting with her as she ate me, so I quickly turned around, settling my slit back on her cheek, her nozzle between my ass cheeks. She got back to licking me as I pulled her dress up past her waist and over her chest, revealing a humble span of breasts covered in a black bra. I pulled the bra up as well so all of her clothes were bunched around her neck and started squeezing and playing with her knocker. She increased the stride or her drubbing as I started pulling on and playing with her large disconsolate nipples.

Eventually her clumsy but enthusiastic drubbing set me over the boundary. I sat down hard on her face, briefly smothering her as I twisted her nipple and cod out the climax. When I rolled off of her she was panting for breather, sweating and with a huge grin on her aspect. We cuddled up and almost immediately fell asleep.

When I woke up in the forenoon she was gone, but she had forgotten her panties and they were still in a pile on my kitchen floor .