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Orijinalini görmek için tıklayınız : Middle Aged Male Sex Chronicles Ch. 06


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23 Mart 2023, 16:40
As painful as it was to leave the house that we had begun to raise our family in, after Kelly got married, her words to me about wasting my life really hit me. I was unhappy, Kim was unhappy, and it must have been having some impact on the kids, even if we couldn't see it. It was the best thing for everyone.
Soon after Kim and I split up, I actively started looking for a new playmate. The babysitter we hired after Kelly was not one that I had any interest in getting with. Kim and I had agreed that the marriage was over about six months prior and we were just waiting for the right circumstances to separate. So I was in "blue ball" territory for a long time after I had last slept with Kelly.
I went on a dating site after I moved into a temporary rental apartment, and within a few days was meeting Dawn for lunch. We hit it off well, laughed and had a good time, had some common acquaintances since we went to the same college (but we didn't know each other, it was a big school).
Dawn was normal height and body type, wasn't the prettiest flower in the garden, maybe a 5 out of 10, but she had a nice body, decent tits, and I was hoping to get her into bed soon. Dawn was 43 Çankaya Escort (http://eryamansu.com/ad-category/cankaya-escort/) (I was 44 at this point) and was in a similar situation as mine - separated for about six months but not yet divorced, marriage and sex life dead for the last year and a half or two.
She had two kids that she shared custody with her ex, so her free time was a bit limited as mine was. A week later, we met for a drink after work. We both had to get home, so after two drinks, we walked out to the parking lot, where we kissed for the first time. It was a great kiss, and I think we both had the same thought in our heads - if the kiss is great, the sex will probably be too.
We texted later that night, and planned to bring in some dinner and watch a movie (the old "Netflix and chill") the following week. I had some wine, and we brought in some salads from a local gourmet pizzeria. The wine was flowing, and we really had no intentions of watching any kind of movie. The look in her eyes when she looked at me was probably the same as mine looking at her. We both couldn't wait to fuck.
We took the dishes to the kitchen, and were walking back to the living Cebeci Escort (http://eryamansu.com/ad-category/cebeci-escort/) room with our
drinks. Before she could sit, I grabbed her and turned her around to me. We started kissing, and it escalated quickly.
I'm not even sure who suggested the bedroom, maybe neither of us, but we found ourselves on my bed pretty quickly. I don't even recall the undressing, I think we both just stripped off our own clothes, but before I knew it, I was on top of her, both naked.
Her tits were probably a C cup, but they sagged a little, having had two kids. Didn't bother me, I find the female body beautiful in just about any form, and I paid attention to her tits and nipples, licking, sucking and of course my signature nibble. I moved down to her pussy, a slight patch of hair covering the space just above her vagina.
I dug in, not gently and sensually as I might normally, but hungrily. I was starving for pussy and she was the meal. I licked her to an orgasm, then rolled onto my back and we switched places.
She dove at my cock in a similar way to how I had dived at her pussy. A couple licks and it was in her mouth, with Çukurambar Escort (http://eryamansu.com/ad-category/cukurambar-escort/) her using her mouth and hand in unison while the other hand cupped and squeezed my balls. I was drunk, so coming too soon was not an issue.
I laid my head back and enjoyed it, but the next thing I knew, her hot pussy was engulfing my dick. I had no warning, she had just jumped up and started riding. Her tits were in my face and she was humping me like no tomorrow. She sat straight up, squeezed her tits and said "I'm coming!" It was a great sight to behold, I love to watch a woman come.
I rolled her over onto her back. She was a drunk, limp noodle between the booze and the two orgasms. I entered her, slowly at first, and then got into a rhythm. I positioned her legs a variety of different ways, finally settling on her ankles on my shoulders. I leaned forward and plowed her, watching her gasp as she came again (I think). I had told her about my vasectomy previously, so when I announced that I was going to come, she didn't object. I thrusted one last time and dumped my load into her.
We laid there for a while, the awkward silence of two people after just having sex for the first time. Thankfully the alcohol made us loose and we handled the post-sex pretty well. We had another drink, and while I thought about trying to fuck her again, I figured the booze wouldn't allow it, and I didn't want to fail. So I called her an Uber at the end of the night and we said our goodbyes until next time.
But, there wasn't a next time.