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So, how about some mature sex? They say that men become better with age, they gain experience, they don’t hurry and they know ways to please women. Oliver is one of them, he knows how to bring a lady to orgasm and his dick is his obedient servant….

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He (Oliver) sent a message to me on my second day at the site. He was 48, just like my husband. He was a widower. Oliver was in rather good shape with long grey hair, moustache and beard. He was very attractive as a man and as an interlocutor.

We lived in different states (I lived in Texas and he - in New Mexico), so first we talked in chats and rarely called each other. We managed to make friends and were interesting for one another not only as sex partners. Finally, we both found spare time in our busy schedules, and decided to meet in a rented apartment at 9am, Saturday.

When we talked the day before he said he would hardly fall asleep of anticipation. Oliver asked me if I would recognize him. I did.

We climbed the stairs to the apartment. While I was talking on the phone, he already took off the shirt. It was reasonable, it was rather hot, Texas, you know. We hugged. I had a light sundress and a thong on. It was rather problematic to put off the dress, it got stuck. Thanks to Oliver we made it, at last. It was fun. I turned with my back to him. He put his strong hands on my naked butt. It was very pleasant. Some more hugging and kissing in front of the mirror, and we went to bed.

Pants off. He started kneading me with his tongue. He was gentle and skillful. I wasn’t aroused yet. It was nice, nothing more. I looked at his dick. It was beautiful! Oliver reminded me of my other lover Kevin, that was I was thinking about that moment. But the prick was awesome. It was bent upward making the head face the sky. I wanted it in… Oliver didn’t give it to me. He never stopped ramming me with his fingers, it really turned me on, and only then IT slipped inside me. Wow!

We started with classical sex. The cock was huge, it was sort of painful inside. Oliver got that. He put my legs together and started fucking mounting on me. He moved along the clit back and forth. He was taking his time. Then… Believe me or not, but I had never been done like this before…

He pulled me close to the bed edge so my butt was sort of floating in the air. He stood on his knees before me and entered my pussy fondling my love button (though sometimes I took over the initiative). I impaled on his pecker, and he… he was playing with me. Sometimes he moved very slowly, it was almost impalpable, though he never stopped even for a moment. In other time he tugged deep into me making me buck and cry out of pang and arousal.

Then he got even lower making his cock press on my anus and crotch with the dickhead still in my twat. It was something unbelievable. This kneading everywhere at once drove me mad. The head pressed against my front wall. It was so sweet… Oliver changed the tempo, zones to press; he stood up a bid to impale it all in me, or teased me with the head. I wonder if neighbors heard everything.

When I asked him if he was tired he replied calmly, confidently and friskily that he was not going to stop.

Then doggy style. I was again standing at the bed edge. He almost entered me. Why almost? The thing is that he played with the tempo and penetration direction. He stopped, and I myself was ramming into him, or he held my hips teasing, slowly sliding alongside. It was amazing!

Anyway, being on the verge of bliss, I was still controlling myself. Even fingers in my asshole could not change the situation. I got tired, asked for a break. He lay beside me toying with my upright nipples. In a while I mounted him. I love watching my partner’s face in this position. Oliver did well. There was so much passion and desire expressed. I got less aroused, but suddenly felt fingers on my magic button. I adjusted to the rhythm. I raised up a very little bit, and he began moving under me, ramming with his shaft. Not once did it become softer. I kept feeling his rock hardness. It drove me crazy.

He got out of me approaching my butt. He was ready to thrust in, I could feel it. I wish he knew how much I wanted to get butt-fucked! I moved to a side and relaxed my hole. He entered. At full length. Oh. My arousal tripled at once.

But I felt kind of uncomfortable. I was tired of being on top. So, I got back on my knees. He could own me easily. Yeah. More, more. C’mon. He stood up over me on his legs slightly bent and fucked me from upwards. Oh, it was so good, so good. More, more…. Yeah.

He impaled the cock inside me pressing tighter, cumming. It was so incredible. It was a real orgy comparing with weak attempts of my husband. Guess what, he was not tired!!! He never said it was long and difficult. He didn’t hurry, that’s why we both were absolutely satisfied. Out sex lasted for about an hour. Yeah, that’s whom I call a Man!

After that we had a rest, smocked and talked and then carried on our experiments. This time we chose 69. I could suck and lick his neatly shaven balls, eat his dick, see its beauty. Then we moved to a couch where he could bang me fast and sweet. I was on the verge of bliss and didn’t wanna come again. Though you can trust me, I could have, if I only told him.

Later on he was sitting on the couch, I was lying beside him. It felt indescribably good, I held his hand, and … fell asleep, but he woke me up, and we returned to our everyday routine…

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