1. Mike's Mom's Friend


    Date: 6/23/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Author: kinghut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    low and loose. My legs were wide apart, so they hung free in the open air. "Can I touch these, too?" Bonnie asked. "I don't want to hurt you." "Sure," I repeated. "I've never seen anything like them. They remind me of a bull I saw once on a ranch." She reached under my balls and gently lifted them, then pushed them to the side and watched them swing back. I was becoming less nervous now. My cock began to swell. Noticing my swelling, Bonnie wrapped her hand around it. It quickly grew to full size, stretching her hand. "Wow, it's so huge!" Bonnie exclaimed, in awe of what she held in her hand. She began to stroke it slowly, up and down, exploring the hard shaft sliding under the skin. "Let me know if I make you too aroused," she said. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." "Like Judy said," I answered, "I have total self-control. You don't have to worry about me getting so aroused that I can't control it." "Is this how you masturbate?" She slowly stroked my cock more deliberately, up and down. "Well... uh... yeah, I guess so," I stammered. I feel very shy and private about jerking off. My shyness seemed to embolden Bonnie. She began to pump me more assertively. "Do you masturbate slowly like this..." - she moved with steady strokes - "or faster, like this?" She sped up, glancing up at my face with a sly grin, clearly beginning to relax and enjoy teasing me. "Uh, well... either way, I guess." I was embarrassed about having my masturbation habits openly discussed with this ...
    woman I had only met a few minutes ago. "Do you ever do it really, really, fast, like this?" Bonnie started pumping her hand furiously, pounding my cock from top to bottom. My balls were flopping wildly, slapping audibly against her hand on the downstroke. My balls were aching almost unbearably from her abuse, but I said nothing so Bonnie could fulfill her curiosity. "Yes," I admitted through clenched teeth, feeling an orgasm beginning to form. "How's your self-control doing?" she asked tauntingly. "I'm ok for a little while," I replied, hoping I could hold out. "Oh, yeah!?" said Bonnie, playfully, as she pumped even more furiously, with long strokes, top to bottom. "How long do you think you could control this!?" she teased. She was obviously having fun now. Then she stopped suddenly, removed her hands, and sat back in her chair, watching my pulsing cock bouncing in the air for few moments. "Would you have an orgasm if I kept doing that?" "Well, yeah, I guess so," I admitted shyly, catching my breath. "I thought you had self-control!" she continued taunting me. "I couldn't keep from having an orgasm if you keep doing that, but I can control how I act. You don't have to worry about me getting pushy or anything." "Ben, I really appreciate that," Bonnie said, her voice softening. "I need to feel safe with you." After a short pause, she asked, "Do you promise to tell me before you come?" "OK," I promised. "Besides, I don't want to embarrass you by making you have an orgasm in front ...
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