One, in particular caught my eye, jennifer, but i will call her jen for short. She was a few years older, but had the body and face of a 29 yr old des...pite being over 50. There was something special about her smile that intrigued me to read her entire profile. She was about 5'5 with brown hair and a big, beautiful smile, and while reading her profile i saw that she was an orphan and was dying to connect with any of her real family, so i being very intrigued, emailed her. I should note, this was. The first older guy Gwen thought of was her old Soccer coach, Coach Miller. He was 49 and had gotten divorced during the season and it clearly took a toll on him. Gwen figured he hadn’t gotten laid in quite some time and figured who would be better suited for him to take his sexual frustrations out on, than her. Gwen would begin her pursuit of him Saturday night.Blair actually had a thing for older guys but didn’t want her friends thinking she was weird. Therefore she often chatted online with. Her eyes flashed under heavy lashes. Her cunt-bush was a wide jungle of tangled curls that spread over her pelvis. Her tits were heavy, yet firm, standing as if inflated and capped by huge, brown nipples. From her slender, silver-chained waist, her hips spread out generously and her legs were shapely and unblemished. Her ass was high and muscular, the sort of driving, churning ass that seemed to have been designed for her trade--donkey-fucking.Her cunt, too, and of necessity, was suited for the. I suggest that we should incorporate Kevin, and Cary, into our group. Does anybody object?” There was a general chorus of agreement. “Cary?” Andrea asked. “Would you share your husband with us?” “Yes,” Cary nodded. “No, darling,” Andrea grinned. “I mean strip him down for us.” “Oh,” Cary said. “I thought you meant…” “We’ll get to that in a minute,” Andrea said. Cary had me naked in less than two minutes. I listened as Andrea read through the words and answered in the affirmative. She gave me a.