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A very special hand job
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A very special hand job When I was at the university I was kind of a nerd. I was, obviously, having trouble dating and I give a try to the "online dating" thing. In one of those online dating websites, I met a woman older than me. We talked a couple of times and we scheduled a meeting close to the beach. And finally met her in person and she was.. well, a mess. A broken family and terrible past, the kind of woman that you feel sorry for when you met and then run away - a working mother of 4 with, widow of a man that committed suicide in jail when he was arrested for domestic violence. But at the same time, she was very straightforward. She just wanted to have sex and told me right away - I am not looking for a boyfriend, I am not looking for someone to live with me. I just want the have someone to spend time with, privately, when my are staying with their grandparents. I was very straightforward too - Ok. I am looking for older women to have sex with. And then she said - Ok. So we talked for a while. She was small, with a nice face, small and firm butt, nice hips and small floppy boobs. And she was alright in bed too. We ended up having sex a few times. Good sex. We talked once per month or so, only when we were both available and free. After 3 months, I insisted to meet and we had the last date. I met her by her apartment, she was there, went downstairs and entered the car. Told me her were at home, her oldest was looking up for the others and she had to stay around. So I drove down the road, turned right and parked close to a construction site with no one around. We went to the backside of the car and kissed a little bit... She told me right away that she felt she was doing wrong - This does not fill right. I've met someone. The kind of person that wants to live with me, not just to fuck around. I said - You could have told me and I would come that far from home for nothing. She replied - I didn't know... I had to feel it. Now I know. But It's not fair for you. Are you hard? We had kissed a little, I was starting to get hard, but I was still something away from a rock hard cock. So I said - No, I am not. And she replied - Let me see it. I got my pants an boxers down. And she started grabbing my cock with his left hand and struck it up and down a bit and stated - You are getting hard. I'll jerk you off so you don't go home with your balls full. She got down and sucked me and grabbed my cock with her right hand. As soon as she felt the cock as hard as it can be she stopped sucking, got up and looked at me in the eyes while she struck me with all the force she has. I was seated in the back of my small car, head back, with my pants down. She was on her knees in the back seat, fully dressed, stroking my cock as hard as she could and looking at me. I warned her - I am about to cum. She grabbed a rug I had lying around and directed my cock to it. I cummed. We kissed and she asked me to gave her a ride home. So I did. I never saw her again, but I remember the hand job. The only thing she could have done better was to swallow at the end. But I knew she wouldn't swallow.  |
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