Donna Allen: Hot loving mom

"Only the pretty ones like you, Kerry," he grinned, moving his hand lightly up and down the calf of her leg.

"Do you spend a lot of time rubbing women's legs?" she said. The more she thought about it, the more the idea appealed to her. Lou's son was at school and they had the house to themselves. He would never talk. A man like Lou knew enough to keep his mouth shut about his personal affairs. He'd been around plenty even when Grace was alive and didn't need to show off about who he laid.

"Only if they won't let me rub anything else," he said, stroking her knee.

"Why, Lou," she smiled. "I do believe you're flirting with me."

"Could be," he said, his eyes boring into her cleavage. "If you want to show me what's between those gorgeous legs I'd be happy to look."

She'd never expected such boldness, but found it very exciting. She thought suddenly about the pictures she'd found in the desk and brazenly opened her legs. Fuck Elliot! she thought. Two can play that game.

"You mean like this?" she said, her skirt up to her thighs and the crotch of her panties exposed.

Five minutes later they were upstairs in Lou's bedroom with the shade down. They undressed quickly, staring at each other as each article of clothing fell onto the floor.

"I've had the hots for you for years, Kerry," he said.

"I never knew that." Her heart was pounding so fast she thought she might faint.

"Don't you know what a sexy woman you are?"

"Marriage wasn't designed to give a woman confidence."

"The same old story, huh?" he said. "I never appreciated Grace until she was gone."

Kerry unhooked her bra, and threw it onto a chair. She didn't want to talk about Grace or Elliot. If she thought about her husband she might lose her nerve.

Stepping out of her skirt, she stood in front of him wearing only bikini panties. "Not bad for an old broad, huh?" she said.

"Not bad for any broad," he said, his eyes hot as he stared at her tits.

He turned on the radio and flooded the room with soft mood music. He held out his arms. "Dance with me, gorgeous."

She melted into his arms. He was naked except for his shorts and the bulge between his legs was huge. They danced around the room, her tits bouncing against his chest and his thick chest hair teasing her stiff pink nipples.

He released her and they danced without touching, facing each other. Her full assflesh jiggled and gyrated beneath her flesh-colored bikinis.

The bulge in his crotch swayed and stood at attention like a flagpole. She instinctively hefted her tits and lifted them up, her thumbs caressing her nipples.

"Too big, huh?" she teased.

"They're never too big."

"They say more than a mouthful is wasted."

"They don't know the size of my mouth."

He reached out to wrap his arms around her, but she moved to the side. She enjoyed teasing him and now she turned her back to him and wiggled her ass.

"Maybe I better show you the rest of the merchandise," she said, hooking her fingers into the waistband of her panties and sliding them over her hips.

"A guy could get lost in that ass," he snickered.

"You an ass man?"

"I'm an ass man and a cunt man and a tit man. I love it all. Get over here!"

She danced out of his reach. "Not so fast, big boy," she smiled.

Her eyes boring into his, she pushed her panties down her thighs and finally stepped out of them. She tossed them onto the floor and stood with her legs spread to show him the split of her gash.

The smile disappeared from his face as he grabbed her. He crushed her tits in his hands, holding them tightly as he lowered his face and kissed the puckered pink tips.

She caressed his hair as he kissed and licked her creamy-skinned boobs. She threw her head back and trembled when he nibbled her lust swollen nipples.

"Take your shorts off!" she hissed. "You're driving me crazy!"

He chuckled when he released her and slid his shorts off his ass. He stood back, and with a look of pride on his face, let her feast her eyes on his upthrust fuckpole. She wasn't disappointed. His cock was long and thick and looked very hard.

"Now that's a cock," she whispered.

"Suck it, Kerry," he said.

He gently pushed her down onto the edge of the bed and stood between her legs. The position was perfect. She leaned forward and in a moment her lips grazed his cockhead. She trembled with excitement. His cock smelled horny and terribly masculine and she shivered when she opened her mouth and closed her lips over his knob.

"Kerry, Kerry, Kerry, that's wonderful," he said, standing with his arms folded over his chest and his eyes closed.

She said nothing, not wanting to spit his prick out for even a moment. She loved having a big dick in her mouth. She loved nothing better than a leisurely cock suck. Elliot always rushed her. Just like he rushed her through everything.

Now she moved a hand to her cunt and fingered her pussy while she held his cockshaft in her free hand and sucked more of his dick into her mouth.

At intervals she held his balls in her hand and fondled them, sliding her lips down to the hairy sac and nibbling on his nuts. She kept returning to his cockhead, suctioning it into her hot mouth while she frigged her cunt.

Lou stroked her head, tangling his strong fingers in her hair as she devoured his fuck stick. He swayed back and forth, feeding his meat to her eager lips and grunting softly.

"Suck it, baby!" he hissed when she sucked his entire fuckpole into her throat. "Shit, it's all the way in! You doll, you! Fuck, that's sucking!"

Now Kerry held his hips and urged him to fuck her mouth. She kept her head still while he moved back and forth, fucking her lips with a back, and forth motion. He was careful not to choke her even though at intervals his cockhead lodged in the back of her throat. But he pulled it out again quickly so she had the pleasure of sucking without the discomfort.

She slithered one hand over his ass and with the other held his balls. God, she loved the feel of his nuts! They were packed with jism and felt as big as a bull's. She'd spent many summers on her uncle's farm when she was a child and had always been fascinated by the bulls. The bull's balls, she thought to herself. I was always a horny bitch.

She let the saliva collect in her mouth without swallowing it. She knew it felt good on his fuckpole. Occasionally some of it dribbled out of the corners of her mouth and drenched his balls. But for the most part his prick bathed in saliva.

Suddenly he stopped stroking his dick in and out of the ring of her lips and held her chin while he pulled it out. "I don't want to come in your mouth right now, Kerry," he said. "Let's fuck."

They stretched out on the bed and she spread her thighs to show him her juicy cunt. His eyes glittered as he gazed at her. The itch in her pussy gave her the nerve to hold her cuntflaps open and show him the crimson, slime-coated interior of her snatch.

She arched her back and lifted her ass from he bed. "What are you waiting for, Lou?"

He moved closer, laying on his side as he tore at the petal-like folds of her pussy. Rolling between her legs, he held his prick-root and guided his cockhead into the succulent mouth if her cunt.

"Ah, Lou, you're driving me crazy!"

Lunging forward, he sank his prick inch by twit into her overheated gash. She wiggled her ass, her pussy snugly grabbing his dick as they sine together.

"How do you want it?" he hissed. "It doesn't matter. Just fuck!"

She wrapped her arms around his neck ant her legs around his back. He slid his prick in and out of her pussy, his shaft grasping her cunt with every stroke.

"Oh, Lou!" she sighed. "I haven't had a fuck like this in years!"

"Oh, baby," he said, gradually increasing the tempo of his thrusts.