After all, Im sure there arent that many women my age can say theyve been serviced by a stiff, young cock? She reached down and slid her hand over my ...crotch. The fact I was hard a positive sign for her I was as aroused with the idea as she was. And how about you darling? She asked as she continued to stroke her fingers over my swollen crotch. How did you feel when I was telling you all about it this week? What do you think? I replied. I think it turns you on. In fact, this is telling me so. she. Before I go into the details, it may help my readers if I put it into context, and provide some background, as the origins of this fantasy are based upon a real situation, which I subsequently developed in my own mind. This all began when I was 16, with a chance encounter at the small playground on our village green. The incident I am about to describe is completely factual, and formed the basis of my fantasy, which I will go on to describe later. ( For those of you who have read my. ’ I was going to complain, but it was a dark blue terry cloth robe and it fit pretty well, just a little short. Maggie had started dinner before I had gotten to the apartment and now only had to re-heat it. As we sat in the kitchen eating, I told Maggie about Mom’s questions and Becky’s teasing. When I finished, Maggie said, ‘Well, I think that I should meet your family, and probably the sooner the better. Your Mother will be happier, meeting this woman whose dating her son and your sister is. My finger continued to slide in and out of her ass as she continued to moan into the counter.Her legs buckled as her first wave of release hit her. My mouth was gifted with a flood of wetness as she shuddered and bent into the counter, raising her ass even higher and back onto my finger. I responded by sliding another finger into her anus, stretching it slightly but feeling her legs spread wider in delight.I stood up, shifting my fingers to accommodate our new position as I stood behind her. I.