"I'm almost ready, Vicki. Sit up now and raise and lower your hips. All the way." Weak from her successive climaxes, she sighed and did as he asked, f...ucking him with long eight inch strokes while he mauled the soft fullness of her huge tits."I'm cumming, Vicki. Cumming!" she heard the cleric gasp and, spurred on by the thought of feeling him explode inside her, she moved faster. Then he pulled roughly on her breasts and drew her down and she ground against his pubis. This way he was in her. But it’s not the case for that lady. She is more like a book reader, a woman in her early 50s I thought the first time. It’s not the whole story, though. She used to have her book on her palms, rather up in the air, and have casual looks to men. Well, I’d better say young guys. Sounds like a cougar, huh? I thought so, too. The problem for her is that most of the guys were just looking to their smartphones. Everyone except me, of course. I was lucky enough to have some eye contacts with her. It’s a man’s seed. It is what makes life and as a woman I am able to have that shot into my mouth. I can taste it and I have the privilege to swallow it. Yeah, I’m beyond a huge cum whore. Anyways, we only had a few more weeks of our project. Things settled down after he hung around my husband and k**s. But he just knew that if he just kept on me he was going to brake me down. He soon started up again. He would palm my ass all the time. I stopped him the first hundred times, but finally I just. She came to me saying quite candidly she wanted to discover all and thought I was just the right person to teach her, that she thought the world of me and maybe even more, that she was that unsure what could be the real thing or just a sexual liking that would pass. That she wanted that opportunity to discover, with me, for herself.Who was I to deprive her of that. But I had to be sure she was fully aware of what she was asking and that it could develop into something more serious.She said she.