I was intrigued, Natalie was a goldmine for middle aged bachelors, and the fact that she had not remarried or dated seriously astonished me. She wore ...a gown in my company indicating she was in comfort with me. I began to pick up on her gestures, she was definitely flirting. She laughed for no good reason, fumbled with her coffee cup and made flirtatious smiles at me while I spoke. I had my doubt that Natalie had any time for a 22 year old like myself, but I enjoyed her company nonetheless. Her. "ohhhh ohhh my fucking god oohh"she stammered.I picked her up off the chair and carried her over to a nearby sofa, i laid her down on her back and began to pump my dick into her."urghhh gimme that fourth of July pussy i demanded.oh god right there you just-"she stammered just what? i replied just hold it don't move it god that feels so..so whoa holy fucking....the dick is" i lay there pumpin deep into her i pinned her to that couch and began doing dylan urghhh give me that damn pussy i demanded. “So, you get a throbbing bulge every time a woman walksup to you?”My mouth nearly fell open. I swallowed. She hadnoticed. “Nope,” I said, “only when beautiful womenwalk up to me.” I started to say, “Only women with44DD’s” but left that part out.“Well, I suppose, like, you want to cum all over mytits now?” She asked, looking at me very seriously.“No, I’d like to have a smoke first, and finish theglass of wine.”. In the mirror, I saw that she had put on a strap on and was about to mount me. I felt my pussy just release in desire, flooding my thighs with juice. I so wanted to get fucked. I could feel the head of the strap on slide up and down my slit. "Can I fuck you?" Suzie asked. "Is it all right with you, Sarah?" Not waiting for a response, I could feel her entering me. Slowly, inch by inch. It must have been a huge "cock" because I felt myself being stretched as never before. I could feel it against.