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julie4u2luvagain 66T
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1/12/2017 12:17 am
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as a young 17 year old i went over to a teachers house to cut his grass, weed the garden and paint his fence. the job was always a dirty and hot one so he let me shower there and dip in his pool. on a hot july day. i sweated up my clothes so bad he called me into the laundry room in the basement. he had me strip bare in front of him and i just did it.. guess its my sub nature. my clitty was sticking out ther ein front of his face as he threw all my clothes into the washer. i blushed as my little cockette stiffened. i apologized and he said not to worry, gave me a robe and had me sit on the couch he went upstairs and while i was sitting on the couch, i couldnt help notice the magazines on the coffee table were penthouse and playgirl..i couldnt resist of course and soon i was looking through them both and trying not to get hard.. he came back down stairs with some ice tea and sta down beside me..he began asking me about my erections and assured me it was ok..i was too embarassed so he said here look at mine.. i did of course he was big and hairy i could hardly see his balls at first. he then took my hand and began making me stroke him.. before soon he had me trying to suck and deep throat him (i was gagging a lot). he then told me to take off the robe and i did i felt like my cock was as hard as steel but i sooo wanted it tucked back between my legs.. i was soo embarassed (not sure why) he had me turn around and he began caressing my back, the backs of my legs, my buttocks grazing my balls and reaching around to stroke me.. i couldn't help but quiver and leak drops of semen as he took great pleasure in teasing my body. he tried tweaking my nipples but back then it was too painful..(which also helped delay the inevitable). he led me by the hand to the back of the couch and had me lay over it, he then spread my legs and began licking my hole.. i came spread eagled his tongue in my hole.. he took that cum and rubbed my pussy hole with it, rubbing all that creamy gooeyness in with his fingers.. at that moment i really wanted him in me.. but he had me suck on him he got so hard but never really came while i socked on him. i wa sgetting a very tired mouth when he pulled my naked up onto my feet again and took me to the back of the couch again, had me stand up and face the back of the couch again. instinctively i tucked my cock back between my legs and he laughed gently.. said. sure.. then slipped his hard slippery cock between my thighs. it felt so good to have his weight one me to feel his hardness thrusting between my thighs.. and when he came.. wow

i was over at his place a few more times that summer he had me swimming naked in his pool, drove me to neighbouring parks to have me strip and walk around naked (i had admitted to being a bit exhibitionistic) when i told him i used to dress up in my moms stuff. he let me wear his ex wife's stuff and thats when he first mounted me for real.. it hurt at first and the second time later that night but i felt like a real woman. i kept the panties on all the way home and slept in them as well. we had to keep it on the downlow and i couldnt be going over there all the time and not raise some suspicion, but when i left high school he ended up retiring and we lost track . i missed dressing up in his wifes garters and girdles the stockings and bras. the dresses were too big sadly.. i missed the feel of his hard cock between my legs in my mouth and i missed the taste of his cum

i didnt dresss up again for years. i married had started a career..you know. the grown up stuff..When i divorced though i started all over again... but thats another story



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