All was going well and as lunch time came, she said to come and have a bite to eat. Milf sex I had ridden with him and I loved his car. She said if I would lick her out again, she would let me try it. She was laughing, hugging me, and running her hands all over me. I had had enough beer that I was feeling pretty good. She said “great”, and made arrangements to get me to her house. I unlocked the gate and walked up to her car and asked her if I could help her. I took the money and headed for the store with a huge smile on my face. I thought of my situation. No pussy, no blow job, no ass fuckin. Me 18, her 60 something? They all looked about the same style, age, and condition. I made myself a sandwich and had not gone through my first glass of ale when she poured her third.
