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The Legendary Mrs. Olsen
Date: 3/5/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Adamgunn, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
brackish. She began to work in earnest, trying to see how long it would be until Curt begged her to stop – the ability to last was a key to being a great lover. While she was bobbing for sperm, Tom first unsnapped her lingerie and disrobed her top, then began to massage her breasts. He enjoyed the way her boobs sagged slightly, something he hadn't seen yet in the young women that had been his prey up to this point, except, of course, for the fat ones. This woman was different, and quite pleasant actually. He stroked around the rotund breasts, memorizing their geometry and that of the valley between them, then petted her belly and the small of her back attempting to excite her. He recalled an exercise a coed had taught him, and he slipped off the bed and caught Gayle's foot in his hands. Then he stroked the sole of her foot with his teeth, eliciting an involuntary jerk of the leg which he barely was able to control with the brute strength of his arms. When her spasm subsided, he began to suck, beginning with her big toe and continuing toe by toe to the smallest. When he finished with her right foot, he simply moved to her left. Each time he started a new digit, she gave a slight involuntary jolt of pleasure, and occasionally moaned. Curt, for his part, disagreed with Gayle’s critique of her oral abilities, not that either of them realized it. He found her licking and sucking to be exciting, and after some minutes of the exercise, he realized his prick was twitching, and he ... admitted, “I’m close.” Gayle immediately ceased the agitation, leaving him in a state of temporary frustration. “Your turn,” she said to Tom, and when he laid down, she mimicked the actions she had so recently performed on the other man. She enjoyed the contrast, the feel of his prick in her mouth was subtly different, the taste of his liquid somewhat sweeter. She worked on him in earnest, trying her best to get him to lose control. Curt just laid on the bed for awhile, resting and enjoying the surprisingly erotic sight of this half naked woman sucking on his best friend. Like Tom, he felt her breasts with one hand, diddling the nipples and drawing them to attention. He then attempted a foray into enemy territory, moving his right hand up the calf, over the bended back of the knee, up the thigh, and to the edge of the g-string. Surprisingly, Gayle, even though she was aware of the incursion, didn’t say a word or move her bottom to suggest a cessation. And so, having a great view of the cleft through the netting, Curt moved his finger to the edge of the hole then plunged into her. Gayle had been waiting for just that moment since she first considered the possibilities in the bar, and gave a large gasp at the movement. It wasn't an orgasm, technically, but the stage was definitively set. While all this was going on, Tom was reclining, appreciating the ministrations of the woman in a somewhat detached sense. When he was in the mood, he could disgorge into a girl’s mouth in a very ...