I'd been waiting for this day for ages, I can't explain why, after all I had my own room.
At 19 I needed space, needed to be free of adults telling me what to do, why, when where, how.
Anyway the day arrives and I drive my parents to the airport, wanting to make sure they didn't back out.
Two weeks of bliss coming up I thought on the drive home. My loins were already stirring.
By the time I arrived at the house it was 4pm. Key in door, my heart racing. Stripping of my shirt, shorts, socks, trainers, throwing them into the hall way. Then on 2nd thoughts throw them in the washing machine.
All the curtains were closed, I'd made sure of that, although Dad had questioned it. Dancing into the utility room, I felt the freedom of being naked in a house alone, already hard at the thought of how daring I was.
I started making something to eat, naked "Yeah." Until I realised heat and naked skin don't go together, especially on todgers, so slipped a gown on.
Settling down, gobbling tea down, doing a porn search on the net.
Finally deciding on a mature woman with a younger guy.
Let me explain, something about a mature woman was hot, experience, nice curves, domineering, and sexy.
Shedding the gown, I tossed it towards the door, rubbing my cock. Watching this beauty, suckling him, her arse in the air.
Then it occurred to me, dads whisky.
Pouring a big glass, no mixer, thats for wimps.
I teased to the edge, time after time. Laying back on the couch, legs wide, wondering if i could shoot it on my face.
By now I was pretty drunk, deciding I better pound this one out.
I'm well into the throws of preparing to shoot. This guy is dogging her hard. I want to wait until he's shot his load before I do, imagining I'm him.
His hips rotates, drilling her as she groans and moans, shoving back on his younger meat. Then a close up of her swollen, pulsing labia as his cock goes in and out.
