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I was exhausted when I arrived at the inn, and the cheery fire warmed me as I collapsed in the armchair and sipped the irish coffee offered by the lovely proprietress. She could tell I was cold and tired from the downpour raging outside the inn, so she brought me my key.
Kneeling in front of me, she noticed how I couldn't keep my eyes off her long shapely legs and her sheer white blouse. Her nylons were sheerest black full fashion with seams up the back, my fatal weakness. Instead of being offended, she smiled a wicked smile and stared at my swelling cock under my tight jeans.
As she stared, she spread her gorgeous legs wider, so I could see the lacy stocking tops and her garter stays. She was old enough to be my mother, but she was too sexy to resist. "My name is Sharon, Robert." Her tongue slid across her full red lips and I could see her erect nipples through the blouse.
Sharon touched my leg and asked if I wanted any room service. I answered: "I'd love some more of this irish coffee, it's very good, Miss Sharon. She looked into my eyes with an erotic
flick of her tongue. "That's because I put extra whiskey in it , my pet. Come. Let me show you your room. It adjoins my own. All we have to do is unlock the connecting door and it would be one big pleasure suite." Her hand slid up my thigh. "I can tell you're lonely like me. And I know you want me as badly as I want you, Robert. My husband is out of town, and I need the touch of a young man."
I gulped my drink nervously as her hand slid higher, and I could feel her head as she took my hand and led me to my room. "I hope you like the accomodations, Robert. Let's hang your jacket up." She came to me and eased my jacket off, and I felt her hard nipples against my back. Her hands slid over my chest slowly and unbuckled my belt. "Sit down baby and let me show you what I have to offer you
I sat on the edge of the bed as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, her eyes boring into my own. I watched as her enormous breasts were revealed. "Aren't my breasts magnificent, baby?" she whispered as she took her breasts in her hands, pinching her long hard nipples.
She then slid her hands to her skirt, unzipping it slowly, until I could see her garters and stockings, sheer and black. "I know you'll make momma happy, baby."
She came to me and pushed me back onto the bed, and climbed up on my chest. I watched her wet hairy pussy move over my chest as she took hold of the head board and whispered:
"See how my black stockings cling to my inner thighs?"
She climbed higher until her sheer nylons rubbed against my face as she covered my mouth with her wet pussy and began to move her hips in that familiar rythym, and my tongue slid deep in her."That's it baby, make love to my wet pussy..
12/12/2006 6:06 am
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