"Yes, that would make me very excited. Do you find the idea exciting too?" I asked. Fear briefly took hold. What if she was going along with this scen...ario for my benefit? What if my answer revealed a fantasy that she simply couldn't embrace? What if this was some sort of test of my fidelity to her?Beth grabbed my very erect penis and firmly but slowly began stroking. Again, she looked deeply into my eyes. "Yes!"She kissed me again. When our kiss broke, she was pulling my cock upward firmly. I wore a white low-neck body-hugging tee and slim-fit light blue jeans. At the airport, I stood with a placard with her name “Neha”. The agent had told me she was a 50-year-old lady so I didn’t expect much.I was standing in the airport lobby waiting for her when suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder from behind calling my name “Joe”.I turned around and there she was! Standing there was the most beautiful 50 year-old-lady I have ever seen. She was in a black top and navy blue jeans.Neha:. God", he said, barely above a whisper. I gently massaged his balls as I moved my head up and down on his relatively short dick. I soon felt his knees shaking, and knew his ejaculation was imminent. As he blew his load, I planted my lips right behind the circumsized head, and took every drop of cum he produced. When he was done, I made a production of showing the crowd my mouthful of cum before swallowing it. As he reached for my skirt buttons, I said, "Why don't we let Angie catch up?JohnAngie. You can't see it all too well but I came so much making it." I reply before taking a mouthful of beer.I notice you shift uncomfortably and how you attempt to rearrange your cock as it begins to stiffen. I on the other hand let my growing member stay obvious to you. You find it difficult to take your eyes away from the hard lines of my shaft and helmet that have appeared in my now tight jeans."May I?" you ask with a glint in your eye and a party open mouth.I can't help but think of myself.