His dick slid into her pussy. She moaned.
She didn't want to fuck him. She was doing it willingly, but she didn't want to. She just couldn't think of any better way to thank him for all he did for her and her son. She felt she should put on a good show, so as his dick slid into her pussy, she moaned.
He fucked her a little harder. He was sure she was used to young men fucking her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and gave a loud, long moan.
She hoped this wouldn't take too long. She figured if she encouraged him, he would cum sooner. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and moaned. She moaned louder and longer than she planned.
The good thing about being 65 is it takes longer to cum. He could still cum three times in a night but it could take a half hour to cum the first time. The other times took even longer. He planned on fucking her until the sun came up. While he would wait for his dick to get hard again he would eat her out. He wanted her to cum all night.
He was her son's little league coach. "She's beautiful, but way too skinny," he thought.
He treated her son well. She liked that. She thought he was a nice guy, if too old for her.
He always spoke to her respectfully, not as if he wanted to fuck her. He wanted to fuck her. He didn't mind that she was half his age. When you're 65 years old, all the women you want to fuck are half your age.
"What are you doing Saturday night?" he casually asked.
"I work as a waitress, so I'm working until around midnight," she told him.
"Who watches your son?" he asked, genuinely concerned.
