You’re still a virgin, aren’t you?” Matt’s face blushed intensely. “Ummm, yes. How do you know?” “Women’s intuition. We know these t...hings.” “Oh right. Well you’re correct.” “Your jeans are about to burst, Matt. Take them off and let me see your pipe.” “Are you sure, Mrs Morris?” Judy popped a few more buttons open on her blouse. She might have been nearing forty, but on that afternoon the naughty teenage girl inside her wanted to play and wreak havoc with the young man’s libido. Matt. The porn has probably been thebest stimulant of all because of its educational nature.My husband has always had a penchant for anal,blowjobs, and ass-to-mouth. After 8mm and VHS,which were kind of basic, almost primitive, the adventof DVD's opened up a whole new world for us.They say if you tell a lie long enough, it becomesaccepted as the truth. The same could be said aboutporn. If you see something unfamiliar or normallyobjectionable done frequently enough, it becomes lessperverse and more. Who made the first move?”“She did. You weren’t even out the front door, and she was on my lap.”“And?”“She kissed me. Held my face in her hands and kissed me.”“Tongue?”“Yeah. Tongue.”“What did you do?”“I-I put my arms around her. I kissed her back. Aw, Dave! She’s a tiger in an angel suit! She was twisting around and stuff.”“Could she feel your hard on?”Joe hesitated at further disclosure. Then continued.“Oh yeah, she could feel it. She was rubbing her crotch back and forth on it.”“Then. She reached over and was rubbing my cock over my jeans. I was rubbing her pussy through her pants. She came from just that little bit of arousal. In the crotch of her thin dress pants was completely soaked. She stopped kissing me long enough to look me in the eye and tell me to take her home and fuck her brains out. I agreed and started the engine. She told me to unzip my pants first before I pulled out of the parking lot. As I drove away, she went down on me and gave me an incredibly.