The Magic of Age

It was a warm summers night. I had embarked on a journey to Florida to visit my aunt. Since it was a spur of the moment thing I was stuck on the red eye. I had been checking out an older lady the moment I arrived to the airport. She was dressed in a black skirt, and had long tanned legs, and big breasts. I noticed that she was checking me out also. I boarded the flight and to my surprise, she sat in my aisle. I greeted her, and we struck up a conversation. She went on to talk about her condo in Tampa, and her husband back home. An hour or two passed and so did a few drinks. She became more sexual, and was seducing the hell out of me. She had crossed and uncrossed her sexy stems a few dozen times, and had unbuttoned about two buttons on her shirt. She asked me if I’ve ever had an older woman, I replied no. Almost instantaneously she began to stroke me, not even caring about the few passengers who were still awake. I decided to return the favor, as I reached my hand up her skirt, I found that she was wearing no panties. I could feel that she was ready for more. I nodded towards the bathroom and she followed. We undressed almost instantaneously, and she began to give me a serious blow. I bent her over the toilet and pounded her tight rump for some time. She cried out very loud as she came twice in about five minutes. I finished up and gave her a kiss. We didn’t speak again, but that was all right, I got a piece over Atlanta, what a night!!

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