Instead, she carefully placed the twenty dollars that Walt had paid her on the bar and said, ?I need as much butter as that will buy.??That’ll buy e...nough for whatever you got in mind,? the bartender replied, looking down at her crotch, guessing what was in store for her. ?I’ll be back in a minute.? He scooped up the bill.True to his word, he returned with a large tub of soft margarine. ?That’s half gone, but I imagine that what’s left in there should do you for the rest of the night.?She. So there should be no problem, She agreed and that day we had phone sex, and by doing so i got to know that when she masturbates she doesn’t put her finger in her pussy but only rub it over the cilt, and that she had been folded by many boys but she was still a virgin. After few days i asked her to send her upper half nude pic, I knew she would decline it, so i again gave her same shit that i love you, and i want to see you, we are not doing it, and after 30 min of persuasion she agreed and. It was obvious he was used to the attention. Grabbing his hand, I led him away from the dance floor and into the back of the club. Completely grinning like a maniac, my meal had no idea what was in store. As soon as the air of the cold winter night hit, he pinned me against the wall. His tongue invaded my mouth hungrily with desire. Gripping his shirt, I began to moan in pleasure as he trailed heated fiery bites along my neck. His growing arousal pressed against my stomach as his hands searched. I placed both my hands on it and covered it. I shook my head from side to side and plunged my plastic cock into my cunt. I lifted my bum off the bed as I fucked it inside me.Within seven, maybe eight strokes, I was coming. I pushed it in and left it there. I covered my sex with the palm of my hand as I clenched my vagina muscles. My orgasm hit me hard. It was what I needed but the most terrifying part for me was the vision in my head. My son, his cock, pervaded all my senses and took my orgasm.