- Come on?! Exclaimed Michael. - Rita Goldwyte? Together in stock?

- Well yes.

- And I look, you are pulling on my aunt, - he grinned.

The night was deep, like Sasha Gray's throats, and we all sat and sipped vermouth. The eyes of both of them had long since grown up, their tongues wobbling, but no one felt sleep.

- And both Rita. Specifically choose?

“No, of course,” I replied. - It happened.

“Well, yes, yes,” muttered my friend.

“I’m serious,” I said wildly. - There were not only Rita.

- Oh how, - he was surprised. - Who else?

- Mrs. Margery.

- Mrs?

- Yeah.

***

I just graduated from the cook college and found a good job (as it seemed to me then) in the recreation complex. But it turned out that instead of him, I was sent on a business trip to the sea, where the owner also had a summer camp. However, I liked it even more, because it was the middle of summer - a great time to relax on the coast.

There are a few of those who travel the same as me. We were placed in old buildings, and even then I began to realize that not everything is as good as it seemed at first sight, and when I worked for a month without a single day off, I began to think more and more about dismissal.

But there were also pluses - accommodation (although in “shacks”) and food are free, and there were less than a hundred meters to the sea, and we ran there at any free hour. In addition, the base had many nice waitresses with very appetizing forms.

But it all happened a little differently ...

***

“Hello, Mrs. Margery,” I greeted the cook when I went to a shared shower.

“Hi, hi,” she said, smiling kindly. - Why so late wander?

It was past midnight.

- Yes, earned, preparing for the banquet.

- Prepare us a kebab tomorrow?

- Where am I going to go? Chef eggs tear off if I do not do everything on time.

- This he will do in vain.

For a moment, her eyes seemed to be eagerly flashing.

We said goodbye, and I went into the shower, imagining that Anna was waiting for me there - the sexiest of the waitresses. But no, I never learned to materialize thoughts.

I was in a hurry, there was little time to sleep. Having washed quickly, I almost ran to my room. At that time, I lived there alone, a neighbor went home, and the perpetrators were not allowed to visit me (we have a good relationship with the owner, and I asked him about it). The work rooms were located in the old part of the camp, where even the light was not really there, so I overcome the way back in the dark.

“Stop,” came the familiar voice.

I was startled by surprise and did not immediately understand who it was and where I was called from. A shadow appeared from the trees, heading towards me. In the light of the dim lonely lantern, Mrs. Margery’s face flashed.

“Come on,” she, without prefaces, grabbed me by the elbow and dragged me to my room.

“Wait, wait,” I protested.

However, she did not stop and led me forward, and I did not particularly resist. After a couple of seconds, we were inside, and she closed the door on the latch.

- What are you doing? - I was outraged.

- What do you think?

- Do you want to fuck me? And if I do not want?

- Just a massage. I will give you just a massage, and both will be pleased.

“Okay,” I shrugged.

At that moment I was curious about how all this could turn around, so I pulled off my shirt and lay my stomach down.

The woman came quietly, but in the thickened silence I heard her heavy excited breathing.She was silent, sat on my legs, trying not to press hard on them, rubbed her hands and began to massage my back. She did it quite successfully, and for a few moments I was able to really relax. Her hands dropped and, reaching the buttocks, began to crush them, although it did not last long.

“Roll over,” she said, dropping to the floor.

I knew that if I did this, there would be no way back; everything would roll like an inclined one. But what keeps me up? Her age, like her body, in principle did not repel me.

And I silently lay on my back, throwing my hands behind my back and closing my eyes. Another's fingers immediately ran over the chest. The movements were greedy and fast, her hands wanted to touch everything at once. She went down, and now, in one deft movement, pulled off my shorts, under which there was no underwear (since I came from the shower).

She found what she was looking for. From this game I wound up in earnest, and my cock was a stake. The female palm immediately closed on it. Margery bent down and I felt hot kisses that covered my neck, shoulders, chest, running lower and lower. And when I reached my groin, her lips first ran over my thighs, and only then I felt a light touch on the head.

All this time she smoothly massaged my trunk, slowly, enjoying this action. But passion overcame her caution and slowness, and the next moment my friend was swallowed to the very foundation.

“Phew,” I gasped in pleasant surprise.

“M,” the woman mumbled deeply.

She passionately sucked dick, skillfully playing with her tongue, catching the most sensitive corners of the head. I squeezed her hair, so that they do not interfere, she was not against it, continuing to pull his head.

“Divine blowjob” - I thought.

This did not last long, the woman knew when to stop on time in order to enjoy herself. She got up, and in a few seconds dropped her clothes. In the twilight of the room her form seemed very attractive to me. She also silently climbed onto the bed and gently sat on the dick. I was not surprised to feel how wet it is. Her desire was visible from the first minutes. Light movements lifted and fell on me, fidgeted to the side, moving the pelvis in a circle. I grabbed my big breasts, playing with nipples. Gradually, she accelerated, and at some instant began to moan loudly, then she pressed her mouth with her hand, and I heard a muffled cry, after which the woman arched back and leaned her hands on the bed, but did not stop fucking me, only slowed down.

“Finished,” came the whisper.

I slapped her on the thigh.

- Stand up.

She obeyed. When we both were on the floor, I turned my mistress back to myself, she immediately leaned forward. I easily managed to enter the crotch, clutching at the wide hips, pulled to me. Now I was an asset and dominated.

“So, deeper, faster,” she somehow struggled with shouts.

But I was already going to fuck her hard, and the advice was useless. My movements were sharp and ruthless, I entered into it so that the testicles beat on the clitoris, Mrs. only moaned quite.

It lasted a few more minutes, and maybe an hour, I lost in time, continuing to grind my piston until I approached the final.

“Already now,” I muttered.

Then she abruptly turned around and sat on the bed, clasping his cock with her lips. The “divine blowjob” continued with the same frenzy with which it began. There was no restraint, and there was no sense either. Hot elastic sperm jet hit my adult mistress in the throat. She immediately swallowed everything, but did not let go of the penis, sucking up all the drops that remained in him. From this on the back goose bumps, I grabbed her head, began to gently fuck in your mouth, until the firm flesh is soft.

“Well done,” she said at last.