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Fucking the Last of My Mother's Card Club Fri

Date: 7/17/2017, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Mature, Author: badboy1958, Rating: 90, Source: xHamster

her beautiful face in both of my hands, looked deeply into her piercing blue eyes, and kissed her passionately. She moved right into me, pressing her abdomen against mine, engaging my cock, swiveling her hips and gasping with pleasure as she did so. ”Oh, Mrs. T,” I told her, “I’ve had sexual fantasies about you since I was 13. I really want you.” I kissed her passionately again and felt emotions stirring in me that I had never felt with Etta or Stephanie. When Mrs. T broke off our kiss and stepped away from me, she was panting shallowly. “We can’t be doing this here. This house is now and forever off-limits for any passion or making out. And you can’t be calling me Mrs. T while you’re kissing me. Call me MJ.” I blushed a bit and said “Okay, I understand. So how do we proceed?”, I asked. Oh my God, MJ was blushing too! She turned her back to me, as if to hide the gorgeous reddening of her pale face, as if that outer indication of the passion she was feeling inside either alarmed or embarrassed her. Or maybe she just needed a moment to gather herself and develop a plan of action. MJ turned back towards at me and said, “There’s a motel right across the street from the Safeway grocery store in the Main Street Mall at North Avenue. Do you know the place?” I said I did. “ Can you meet me there at 7:30 next Wednesday night?” MJ added. I answered, “Sure.” “ Talk to the night clerk, Randy. Tell him Mrs. T sent you. He’ll give you a key. Meet me in the room. If he’s not there for ... some reason, just leave and come back the next week, same time, okay?” MJ asked. I had lots of questions about this and who Randy was to her. But I quelled my curiosity and just said, “Okay, I’ll see you then.” MJ somehow could read the questions in my eyes and volunteered: “I do grocery shopping at the Safeway every Wednesday night. It’s my cover. I sl**p with Randy every once in awhile when I’m horny and have no one else to get off on. He’s very discrete and takes good care of me, sexually and otherwise.” “I see,” I responded, “See you then. I’m looking forward to it.” MJ responded, “Me too” and blew me a kiss. The next few days passed ever soooo slowly, But Wednesday night eventually did arrive. When I showed up at the motel, a 40ish man who was reasonably good looking was staffing the motel’s admitting desk. He was renting a room to a young couple, who may or may not have been married. It was hard for me to tell from the bits and pieces of the conversation I overheard. After handing them a key and sending them off to their room, with an “Enjoy” ringing in their ears, the guy turned his attention to me: “What can I do for you, sport?” I asked, “Are you Randy?” “Last time I checked my driver’s license I was,” he responded, inquiring again “what can I do for you?” “Mrs. T sent me,” I answered. He gave me a startled look, his eyes narrowing, whistled lightly and gave me a very close inspection. “Hmmm, can’t remember her sending me anyone quite so young. Let me see what I’ve got ...