Miranda could feel how hard he was inside of her. His thickness had already left her lightly sore.After a moment his thrusts grew in strength and his ...hips began to shake. He was going to cum any moment. Miranda leaned up, her open shirt slipping down her arms, exposing her perky breasts. She stared coolly at him, but his eyes were closed in concentration. At the last possible second he pulled out, his gravelly voice turning into a chorus of animalistic groans, and erupted over her belly.. "How far do you live?" Few blocks away," she pointed to the direction of my house."You shouldn't try to bike with your bad foot. Let me walk with you back." Thanks, Henk." We walked pushing our bikes. In the 10 minute walk I got to hear her story. Never married, lost her boyfriend to a terminal disease, 2 out of wedlock daυghters, 6 grandchιldren. 6 months no sex. She got to hear my story. 35 years old, married for the second time, no k**s. We got to her home, a cosy row house with a pretty. I relaxed, got caught up on the news. Somewhere near the end, there was an item that the winning lottery ticket had been sold locally but the winner had not yet claimed it. I smiled, put my feet up and decided to do absolutely nothing for the rest of the day. I started thinking about the money. The first thing I would do was go on a real vacation. The closest I'd had in over a year was a week in the Caribbean. Solo. My ex was "too busy with functions at the club and her bingo nights" to go. For a 46 year old I was smoking hot. He spread my ass cheeks as he heard me moan. He inhaled my sweet scents before running his tongue over my wet slit. I bucked back trying to push my ass into his face. He grabbed each cheek and dove in. I spread my legs wide as his tongue pushed deep into my pussy. My juices flooded his face as he hungrily lapped up ever drop. I started to groan loud begging him to make me cum hard. He found my engorged clit and nibbled on it sending me into a full body.