I felt so plain in my sweatpants and tank top."Hello there." His voice was like a symphony of stings. Calming you and pulling you in, making you feel ...safe and secure."I was just passing through but my car broke down. Something wrong with the engine. May I use your phone?" I should have told him no. I knew my mother would kill me, it didn't matter I was 16, she was MAJOR paranoid. But something about his eyes just made me say,"Yes, please come in." I stepped back and I marveled at how tall he. I saw an ad for someone wanting a full body massage. He said he was 27,single and living alone up in the nearby mountain area. I responded back I would give him a really good massage. I really did not expect him to respond back since I am in my 50's. Surely he is looking for a younger male masseuse.To be honest I had never given another person a massage. I have received them before, so I figured I could fake it. I also had a suspicion he wanted more than a massage. He e-mailed me directions to. Sandy began rubbing her hands over her cum covered breasts as I watched. In a few minutes, after washing off again, we went back to the blanket and were sitting there talking about other various ways to have sex. During our conversation I found out that she had only ever had sex with one other guy. That was her now ex-boyfriend whom apparently only received oral from her and only did missionary style.“You like getting oral?” I asked her bluntly when she finished talking. When a big smile. I immediately climbed on top and began kissing her neck. Then I made my way down and began kissing on her luscious tits. By this time she was moaning heavily and I made my way even lower. I reached her thighs and began kissing them moving my tongue up to her wet pussy. Her panties were moist from the excitement and I knew she wanted to fuck just as bad as I did. Smoothly I moved her panties to the side and began kissing her pussy lips and licking her clitoris. She moaned louder as she pulled.