The first time I was with an sr. cleaning lady was a few days ago. I was 22 and she was in her mid forties. We were at a pridefulness after political party of supporter of an ex was hosting and got to talking. She had only just come out in the last yr, and had an exhusband and a son in high school.

I could tell she was really nervous as we sat in the back thou imbibing and smoking fag. She was telling me about how she had a new condo where she lived with her son who was in high schooltime and how charge her first superbia was. She was also eying me up a lot, but really bashfully and trying to act like she wasn't. I though she was pretty cunning for a middle aged lady, especially since she was small enough for me to cast over my shoulder joint.

As the company was winding down I decided to take a luck and invited her book binding to my place for a few to a greater extent drinks. She stuttered a few times and blushed but she accepted. I only lived a few blocks away so we walked over, sharing another fag and she nervously held my hired hand. I opened up the presence door to my edifice and led her downstairs to my basement flat.

When we got inside I picked her up by her thigh and brought her drumhead up to mine for a kiss. She was all of five foot and weighed maybe 115. I'm not huge by any mean value at 5'8"but I towered over her and it was fun to clean her up. She opened her mouth for my lingua, relishing of cigarette and cheap Chardonnay as I spun her around to put her coffin nail on the kitchen replication. We kissed like that for a few minutes as she wrapped her legs around my waist, the ass of her clothes bunching up between us.

She started panting heavily into my oral fissure and I pulled back from her, running my hands down her eubstance from her shoulder, over her bosom and down to her branch, then back up under her dress. I found the crotch of her step-in with one mitt and ran my fingers up and down it, feeling that they were damp. I lifted her bum off the comeback for a second and began to pull her panties down as she rolled her head back and stared at the felling through half outdoors eyes. Her panties fell off her ankles revealing a small well trimmed bush of black hairs. I filled her drumhead back for a kiss with one helping hand while the other went between her legs.

I ran my fingerbreadth up and down her lip, enjoying her moans and the humping of her hips as she tried to get one of my finger inside of her. I obliged her with world-class one finger's breadth then two. Her first orgasm of the nighttime touched off when I began to circle her clitoris with my thumb and she squeezed her legs together so compressed I thought she was trying to demolish my hand. She was no longer able to centralize on kissing me, so I left her rim and moved my question 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 little sweaty, but the taste of her arousal overpowered it. When my mouth found her short clit and I pressed my tongue against it, she became incoherent, moaning and writhing against another orgasm. From what she had told me in the first place that Nox I knew that she had never been very explorative in bed with her ex, so I decided to broaden her horizons. I took one of the digit that had been inside her and was still guileful and I pressed it against her asshole. I felt her tense up for a back, 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 own been fifteen bit, her splayed across my kitchen counter, humping her pussy against my have 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 diminished pop as her dickhead closed behind it. She was semi coherent, but she begged me to let her eat me.

I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder, caressing and grabbing her ass as I carried her into my bedchamber. I lay her down on my bed and quickly took off my kicking drawers and underwear. Then I climbed up on the bed, kneeled with one knee beside each of her ears 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 tomentum. She started licking, nervously at low but she quickly got into it, alternating between pushing her glossa into me and circling my clit. She obviously hadn't done it many times before, but enthusiasm made up for a want of experience. I decided that I wanted to keep acting with her as she ate me, so I quickly turned around, settling my pussy back on her face, her nose between my ass cheeks. She got back to licking me as I pulled her dress up past her waistline and over her breast, revealing a small-scale brace of breasts covered in a blackamoor 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 white meat. She increased the rate or her trouncing as I started pulling on and playing with her large darkness nipples.

Eventually her clumsy but enthusiastic defeat set me over the border. I sat down hard on her face, briefly smothering her as I twisted her mammilla and rode out the orgasm. When I rolled off of her she was panting for breath, sweating and with a immense grin on her side. We cuddled up and almost immediately fell asleep.

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