1. Grandma's butterfly tattoo


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Mature, Author: dlcalguy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Me Jon, Peter and Davey were yakking it up, and - as it always does - it got round to sex. The question was "who was the oldest you fucked?". The best was Jon. 23, not bad for a teen. "No way!" we said, and he told us about a girl he'd met on his last vacation with his folks. She'd been in the next chalet at the resort, with a bunch of girl-friends. And he'd flirted with them all. Or, at least, THEY'D flirted with him. The way a gang of older girls might. And then, one day just one of them was in the room and she invited him in and fucked his lights out. Just once, and then sent him away again. They'd all left the next day. Nobody believed him but he had proof... pics on his phone. ...which he'd never shared before!!!! Everyone got on his case about that. Then it was my turn - and I had to lie. "Just Julie" I said. They all knew her. My ex-. We'd been Juniors and she'd been a Freshman. Sweet girl and I was crushed when her old man got a new job and they moved away before the start of our Senior year. But we'd never actually had sex. She'd let me finger her pussy and she'd jacked me off a few times, but she didn't let me go all the way with her. And then she was gone. So it wasn't true. I'd never had sex with Julie. But the truth could not be told. Not because I was still a virgin, but because... how can you tell your friend that you've been banging his gran? So... here's what I couldn't tell.... I'd dropped round to Davey's house a couple of months before. He was out. In ...
    fact they were all out except for his grandma. She'd recently gotten divorced and had been living there for a while. She answered the door in a house-coat and slippers. She invited me in and I followed her, thinking that Davey would be home soon. She sat me down in the kitchen and poured me coffee. Not what I would chose, but I liked that she considered me mature enough to drink it instead of a soda. "So Davey will be home soon, Mrs Masterson?" "'Jean', Luke. Please. Call me 'Jean'." I was embarrassed to call her Jean, but.... "OK, Jean" I smiled shyly, "Will Davey be home soon?" "Actually, Luke, they're all out for the whole day. I'm here all alone." She smiled at me over the kitchen table. I wondered why she hadn't just told me that when I came to the door. Strange. And not even properly dressed. I didn't know what to do, then. I started to drink up my coffee and told her "well, I'd better leave you to it. I don't want to intrude." "No that's OK, you're not bothering me. In fact I like the company." I thought she might be lonely there all day. "OK...Jean" I smiled and we stared at each other. I'd never looked at her before. It was Davey's Gran, after all. But now that I did, I realized she was quite good-looking. I sat there trying to calculate her age. I knew Davey's folks got married right out of high-school because she got pregnant so... if Jean was 20 when she had Davey's old man... somewhere in her fifties, I guessed. My mind started wandering... "55" "What?" "I'm 55. I ...
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