She wore a slinky red dress with matching and rather skimpy lingerie. 104, looking about late sixties, and absolutely stunning. Despite this, people ...looked at me strangely for being 22 dating someone 82 years older than me, someone who could easily be my great-great-grandmother in different circumstances. Some must have realised I wasn’t here on an actual date with her, and even less must have realised I was an escort for the night, hired attractive male company, by the time she got the bill. We're not evil, I'm not an alien monster. I'm just a horny woman that loves manly men." She kissed her way down my tight abdomen, and towards my ever-erect rod. "Just a horny woman who loves sex, a lot. What's wrong with that? Look at how big you are; you're so manly... how could we not come here? I just want to feel a manly-man between my legs. Why is that wrong? I just want to feel your baby inside me. And I know I make you hard. Knock me up! You big, beefy stud! Knock me up! With your. ‘Okay, jellybean.’ He paused as they both grinned at his use of her old nickname. ‘Well, just keep us in the loop so that we know when we can-.’ His words cut off with a start as he flicked his eyes in front of him and slammed on his brakes. In his distracted state, he hadn’t noticed that a car had stopped basically in the middle of the road about fifty yards from the front of the school. He cursed under his breath at the close call and his eyes narrowed in irritation as he watched the scene in. Gets on top of me while pinning my hands down and starts to countdown 1,2. I get the messege and lift her off me. We were now wrestling once again. As soon as lift her off she jumped right on top of me again while wrapping her legs around my abs. She had really strong legs from playing soccer. As I start to untie her legs she graves a hold of my head and put me in a chock hold. I stand up and spin her around. She did not let go of the chock hold and my face was buried in her breast.I didn't.