Sonia shouldn’t be long.’ With each passing minute this was becoming less of a lie. Our time was running out. ‘If I drink any more I’ll be nee...ding a wee before I get home.’ I wanted to say, ‘so what?’ But I didn’t. Joan got up to leave, buttoned her coat, picked up her bag and went out into the hallway. I followed. Something surged up inside me, a moment of desperation and stupidity. I reached out and caught her by the arm before she reached the front door. I pulled her round to face me. She. Suddenly there was a scream and a VERY LOUD OH GOD!!!! which was probably heard in Peru. She sprayed her cum all over her spread. She was always a good squirter. She lay there trembling and cumming like Niagara Falls. She was almost having convulsions as she flopped around on her bed. All the while you could hear her mumbling, OH GOD . . . OH GOD. It had to be one of the best orgasms she had ever had at any time. She was surprised to feel how sensitive her clit was. She tried to touch it ever. First I never had such feelings for her as she was 53 years old I use to consider her as an old woman I had no bad thoughts for her. One day it was raining I had gone out for going to classes I had worn a tshirt and jeans as I told that I was mascular and got a well shaped body I looked awesome, but in the half of the way I got a call from my friend the lecture is cancelled so I was returning back home as it was raining I had an umbrella with me so while coming on the way I heard someone. ”“Ok Mats enjoy your dinner leave room for dessert, it is apple pie and ice cream.”“If it taste as good as it smells it will be perfect.”“My name is Rwanda Green. Just shout if you need anything.”The meal is plain but tasty and filling, reminding me of the fare we are served at the camp in the oil fields. The coffee is hot and brewed just right. Rwanda takes away the dishes returning with a slab of pie will two scoops of ice cream. Rwanda goes to the counter and accepts payment from the other.