Phr unho na mjhe apna nmber likh k ar dia or kaha k ap mjhe apna nmber da do mjh agar ainda koi or boook laini ya mangwani ho gi to m apko bta du gi m...ain na inka nmber unke naam sa save kar lia or apne kaam ma lag gya or 2 din baad mjhe unho na sms kia or aik book ka btaya or akah k ya book unhe chaiya to mai na ok kar dia.Agly din ma wo book la kar a gya or unhe shaam ko mesage kiya k apki book aa gai ha unho book ki price poochi to mai na btta diy ak wo 800 ki ay ha to unho na kaha k ma jab. He replied with “what kind?”I told him “I’m not sure, just whatever I grabbed from the supplement store.”He continued by asking “what’s your favorite kind?”At this point I had no idea what was going on, this guy out of the blue wanted to be friends??? But I didn’t want to be rude so I told him “Not sure, chocolate I guess.”He was now very close to me and leaned in a little more and said “I figured it would be cum with that pink thong you are wearing.”I’m sure my face turned bright red. I. Your nearly there what about me you bastard. I detected his change in rhythm and knew he was about to come, I pushed hard, grinding my hips against him; I felt him flood into me. He pulled out and I felt a draft of freezing cold air on my naked thighs, but his mate unzipped and plunged into me; his hand painful on my boobs."Not so hard, please be gentle," I asked."Shut up slut," he snarled back at me, thrusting even harder into me. Any enjoyment I was experiencing from this coupling was now. His body can compete with that of a twenty five year old yet his mature fifty years have done nothing to him but added the shimmer of grey at his temples, though his hair is otherwise dark. I feel a pulse run through my clit and I suddenly want to be as stripped as he is. I go to undo the tie at my waist that holds my dress together but Doug takes my hands with a silent shake of his head. He returns his body to place his hips between my legs and he grinds his solid dick against my dripping.