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Aunty Norma at 78
Date: 8/4/2016, Categories: Mature Author: maytoseptember
... to do something that my wife Kath loves. So I positioned myself virtually on Norma’s ample lap with a knee either side of her, grabbed a tit in each hand and pushed my erection up into her cleavage. I then tit fucked her, whilst pulling at each nipple with my thumb and forefinger. Norma squealed in delight and couldn’t stop looking as the end of my cock kept appearing from her cleavage before disappearing again. “Is that good you randy old tart?” I asked through gritted teeth. “Wonderful darling, wonderful.” I next slipped off her sofa on to the floor and lifted up Norma’s skirt. She had tights on and some big white knickers and I told her that I needed them off. She stood up without hesitation and dropped her skirt and pulled down her tights and let the knickers go with them until she stood in front of me naked. It wasn’t a sight that would please every man, grey thinning hair, lined face and neck, droopy tits, rolls of fat spilling over her groin to a triangle of grey coarse pubic hair, down to her pussy lips that hung limply from beneath her. But for a hungry pervert ...
... like me, it was sheer ecstasy. I pushed her back gently to a sitting position and then went to work on her pussy with my lips and tongue. Her body rocked from side to side and her breathing came more in gasps as my tongue found her clit and I slowly teased the moisture from her until I felt she was ready to take me. I pulled her to the edge of the sofa , got up on my knees and slowly rubbed my cock the length of her labia, letting it just slip inside a touch before continuing the long stroke up towards her pubic hair again. Doing this for just a minute or so sent Norma into throes of sheer joy, lust and passion until she was begging me to fuck her. Which I duly did, thrusting into hard filling her pussy with my hard cock until once more I ejaculated and filled her with my hot spunk. As our lust sated we both sort of collapsed into a heap, her on the sofa, me slumped into her lap. Eventually after some very heavy breathing she managed to say, “I’d like some more of that another time.” “Me too,” I said And both of us knew we would be counting down the days until my next visit.