Chapter 2: After Dinner Desert
Let me tell ya after catchin' our breath Mrs. Finney went to working on the stove. I think I was fallin' in love. She brought that plate over to me with that plate sized steak all covered in sautéed mushrooms, and a baked potato with all the fixins, well hot damn. We played sweet with each other while we ate, I fed her food from my plate and she did the same for me. The funny thing is neither of us was even dressed yet and watching her mouth open to my sensual feeding was causing me another woody.
The 72 year old decided to hate a taste of my cock along with her food and hungrily suck me down her throat. She kept sliding her warm mouth over my big knob. She was really going to town on my cock and I could feel my balls achin' for release once again.
"Mrs...I mean Anne I am itchin' to cum right down your throat soon!" I told the sexy woman.
"Mmmm do it hunny, shoot your sweet cum in my mouth, I would love to have dessert!" Mrs. Finney told me. That done did it for me and I thrust my hips upward and blasted my juice right down her throat.
"That was a damn fine suck job Anne. You just keep pullin' out the surprises for me don't ya?" I said to her as she licked the last bit of my cum off my deflating cock.
"Mmmm I sure do sport, but I do have one favor to ask of ya!" By that time I would have jumped off the old Smith train bridge, we named it that on account of a man named Jim Smith hangin' himself there a few years back, if she went and asked me too. That is when she asked me if I would like to join the century club. I had no idea what she was talking about but I told her sure why not. Then she told me how she would love to give her mom a hundred year birthday present and I was to be that present.
So she was super old heck I didn't care none, I was already hittin' Mrs. Finney and she was 72, how bad could it be? I told her it would be fine with me. After our conversation she took the dishes out and put them in the sink to rinse. I yelled to her from the living room askin' if I should get dressed and if we were done for the evening. She done told me no way in hell, she had other ideas to try first. I couldn't recollect what we could have possibly missed out on. I already ate her hairy pussy and fucked it till she done cummed all over my cock. And she just finished swallowing my seed. I guess I would just sit back and sip on my beer till she told me what to do. That was the best thing about Anne she had so many ideas for sex, not like the young girls I hung around. They was all tease and no please if you know what I'm sayin'.
Anne walked back in the room glass of wine in her dainty hand, her naked body swaying with her movement. She sat right beside me and leaned back just looking at me. Then she did the weirdest thing for a 72 year old, she reached in the table beside the couch and took out a brown paper bag. In it she had some marijuana and rolled up a big fat joint.
She saw the puzzled look on my face and then said, "I recon you have never seen an old broad fire a spliff up before? Well I am gonna need to be relaxed for what I have planned. See John I am wanting to feel that young cock deep in my shitter, the weed here will help me relax so I can take it all."
