1. I Cut Her Lawn and More


    Date: 7/6/2016, Categories: Mature Shemales, Taboo Author: goodsonformom, Source: xHamster 

    ... swallow it. Looking at how many days I would be cutting lawns, I wondered how Rene's and my work schedules would conflict, and how often we could be together. I woke up Saturday morning and went to Ms Betty's house. She came to the door in her robe and told she had some things to do inside and I should get started. I began cutting the grass and doing all the things you do. I was hot, the heat was sweltering even though all I was wearing was a pair pf very short denim cut offs and gym shoes. My mind began wandering back to Ms Betty and why all the moms in the neighborhood hated her. I always thought she was nice, she seemed lonely. I began thinking about how she always wore dresses and stockings and heels. She was kinda sexy and then this morning in her robe, her cleavage was so obviously exhibited. I felt my cock beginning to swell as I wondered what her nipples were like. My mind was beginning to spin and the heat was getting to me. Suddenly I heard her yell from the door, &#034I have some lemonade on the counter.....ice is in the fridge....come and get some before you wilt out there!&#034 I shut the mower off and headed to the house. My shorts were soaked and my cock from thinking about Ms Betty, was exhibiting a well defined lump as the damp denim clung to me. I never wore underwear with these shorts, I loved the way the denim rubbed against me. Looking down, my gym shoes had cut grass hanging off of them so I kicked them off at the door. The house was cool. We didn't ...
    ... have air conditioning yet at home, but Ms Betty had a nice house and the cool air was like a drink of fresh lemonade without taking a sip. I leaned against the counter and pressed my cock to the cabinet, loving the sensations. I poured myself the drink and grabbed some ice. She had a big kitchen table with magazines and pictures strewn all over. Moving a few to sit, I saw pictures of girls all dressed in long dresses and big hairdo's. They appeared to be show girls in some type of a burlesque review. One looked like a younger Ms Betty. I looked at more of the pictures and that girl was in every one; some were in swimming suits and lingerie. I wondered. Gulping down a couple of glasses of lemonade made me want to pee. I had been to her bathroom at the far end of the hallway, I took it upon myself to just use it. I loved being in her home, it had amazing art hanging on the walls and pictures of what appeared to be f****y portraits. There way a mom and dad and a little boy, a boy with a dog, and more pictures of an older male and female. As I walked past her bedroom I looked in as I heard her cuss over something. Ms Betty was standing with her foot on her vanity stool adjusting her nylons. She was wearing a girdle. I loved girdles. I thought they were the sexiest thing a woman could wear. My mother wore them, and when I saw her dressing or relaxing in one, I always was so aroused. I shouldn't have starred at Ms Betty, but she looked so beautiful and so exciting, I could resist. My ...
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