This was about ten years ago now, so there were not as many websites back then. I'd been chatting to quite a few older men, on most occasion the chats... just helped me get off, as I kept chickening out from meeting the guys.I went out drinking with my friends one night and got extremely drunk. The next day I was lying in bed very hungover. I started feeling horny so went onto the text site again. I got chatting to a guy in his early fifties, he offered to pick me up, as I was hungover I wasn't. Danielle came back in the room with one of her Fathers cans of beer from the fridge. “Here you are Daddy”. I opened the can and took a swig, my “son” was standing in front of me looking like the dirtiest of whores, as I watched her she licked her lips with her very long tongue moistened the top of her finger and wet her nipple with her spit through her bodystocking. I could see her erection beginning to swell inside the lace and fishnet. I knew that I under no circumstances could I allow my. Suddenly, he twisted his fingers and pushed deep into the core of her.. Stretching and thrusting. His knuckles bruised her inner lips and her mouth opened as a mirror. Taking his hand from her sopping cunt, he thrust his fingers into her hungry mouth and she sucked greedily on them as his throbbing cock forced entry into her swollen sex. Tearing at the red, hot, softness. after one stroke, he felt her juice flow anew and bathe, welcome his hardness, grip and draw to meet him cry out as he shot. So she hummed as the warm water sprayed over her bare body and rinsed the lilac scented shampoo from her blonde tresses. She couldn't seem to keep her hand away from her kitten. Touching herself was something she had learned to do earnestly since her divorce. It was a wonderful relief for her.Now she recalled that gentle, strong face she had seen today and her fingers were busy stroking her button then slowly entering the tingling lips of her slit. As she kept up the urgent fingering she.