He was around six feet tall, and had the kind of chiselled face that girls would die for. I was around his height, with shorter brown hair, and a more... stocky appearance. After we were a bit tipsy, the conversation really started flowing. The girls we’d had recently, what we were hoping to do this summer. We were still chatting when the bar closed later that night. Luke, living nearby, invited me back to his home for a few drinks. His parents were out he explained as we wandered into the empty. I do just as you ask of me. I feel you throb hard within me, pumping harder. Your mouth covers my breasts, as I cum, slowing down just a little. Your moans are loud; our heart beats strong in our chests. My orgasm dies down, you move your hips so slow inside me now. “Such a good girl,” you tell me with kisses. Each thrust is a little harder now, but still slow. I grab a hold of you, pulling you close to me, “I want to feel you cum inside me, I miss the feeling,” I groan out. You smile down. "Yeah, right. I've heard that one before. She was lonely. She just wanted company. I figured I'd help her out."Charlie was rubbing the lotion into Mary's shoulders."No. She's just a sweet old lady. She doesn't have anybody. She's glad to have me help out with the lawn. And she just needs somebody to talk to." Jack, I've got enough sunscreen on me already. I don't need any more." It's not me, Mary. I'm way over here." Chris. Stop it." I'm over here."Mom lifted up to see who it was. She held her. "I don't know who's pussy has been in this, but she smells horny."I snaked my tongue in between her lips and pulled her into my arms."Do you think she needs fucking mum?" Ooh yes, baby." her tongue duelled with mine. "I feel sure she needs fucking."I eased the dress straps off her shoulders, and it dropped to the floor, leaving her in just the black stockings, black suspender belt and black high heels.She gasped and practically tore my shirt off as I licked and sucked at both hard points of her.