1. The Legendary Mrs. Olsen


    Date: 3/5/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Adamgunn, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    gentle. It was then that Tom’s hand descended quickly across her belly, dove into her undies and his fingers were suddenly covering the labia. She expected him to flick the clitoris but, instead, he began a rapid twitching in and out of her moistness, never penetrating more than an inch. It had its effect, and although Gayle didn’t have her first orgasm of the evening, a flash of warmth emanated from the two erogenous zones currently being stimulated. After some time of this, Tom began to shift his hands in preparation for deeper drilling. Gayle tightly closed her thighs, halting Tom’s efforts, and slipped off his lap into the center of the couch. She adjusted her bra so the exposed breast was once again covered and wrote on the scorecard, 'Petting, Tom 3, Curt 2,' then commanded, “Okay, it’s time to see what else the two of you’ve got. Stand up.” They did, both facing her. “Drop your drawers.” Both hesitated, then did as she bid. Gayle had a great deal of experience in the differences between tools, but she knew that all men are effectively the same. Oh, there’s occasionally a prick that is so short that it fails to penetrate or so long it pounds against the cervix annoyingly, skinny to the point it is ineffective or thick to the effect that it stretches a willing vagina to the onset of pain, but most dicks are, very simply, large enough. Both Tom and Curt’s utensils were so designed and both were circumcised. Gayle motioned them closer, and took the genitals into her ...
    hands. Curt’s wand, as expected, was silkier than Tom’s, perhaps half an inch longer and the erection had more of an upward tilt. That wasn't to say Tom’s wasn’t pleasant to the touch; in fact, there was just enough roughness to ensure that during intercourse a sense of friction would be imparted, probably increasing the woman’s pleasure. The opposing testicles were also slightly different. Tom’s sac was loose, dropping more than three inches, holding large balls, whereas Curt’s was drawn up into his body, taut and yielding only slightly. “Next event,” Gayle declared, “the Blow Job.” She led them to the bed, drew down the spread and exposed the sheet. “While I’m taking care of one of you, I want the other to pleasure me. But you’re not allowed to touch my panties, okay?” She got Curt to lay down on his back and took the phallus into her mouth. Gayle had always felt this event was the one she was lacking at, and in honesty this was the one she enjoyed the least because it was all about the guy, and normally while she took care of the man her own passionate zones were ignored. But tonight, because of the second man, it was likely to be different. She started by gently trying to draw Curt’s testicles into her mouth, and found the tight skin crinkled. Curt seemed to enjoy the attention, and when she stroked the rod with her hand, she found the tip was moist with pre-cum. She then licked the length of the phallus, and when she took the head between her lips, the taste of the fluid was ...
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