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I felt her hand apply pressure to my chest, pushing me to the sofa. I fell, landing on the cushions while Martha ensnared me with her arms, lips, mouth, tongue, hands. She broke off the kiss long enough to undress me, kissing flesh as it became exposed. My hands remained tentative, uncertain. I explored her breasts, but made little move to undress her. She seemed horny mature slut determined though for something else. Very well Mr. Walton come with me. Releasing my cock from her grip she moved around the desk and pulled me to her side. Taking me by the arm we moved toward a blank wall. Then in a flash the wall twisted and we passed by it with the wall going closed after us. There in the middle of the room was a king size bed. The lights were dim, the music was romantic and she once more had a grip on my cock. There was a glass door on the side wall it lead horny mature pussy directly into a shower stall. She pushed me to it and said “Take a shower and then join me on the bed.” I felt she was still trying to control everything and me as well. I had to get us back on a level field. So I said “Ok but you first. I want to see you naked.” I could see her thinking but she agreed and said “We will both get undressed together.” She moved back a few feet and facing me she started to unbutton babe horny mature her dress. I pulled my shirt out of my trousers and undid one button at a time. Slowly teasingly I looked her straight in the eye. The dress fell to the floor and my shirt followed. I worked on my belt as she pulled her slip off. I had to stop and gaze at her breasts. The bra was large and yet a lot of meat was pushed up to create cleavage and to show me she had one hell of a pair of tits. She stood shoulders back and those puppies were proud to stand out like the large lovely globs horny mature stocking that they were. My cock started to throb. “Oh, Darling be gentle you’re going into virgin territory.” She said. “So you are awake.” I said. “I am now and you’re doing just fine so far. It is feeling exciting but very different. I never knew that part of me could be stimulated and so erotic too” she said. “Let me suggest we not do that just now. In case you did not notice I have not shot my load yet and my cock is ready as it will ever be. So either I fuck you again or you give me a fucking blow job.” I said with a smile on my face. “Oh, Tucker even when you talk dirty you set me on fire. I never horny hot mature woman had anyone talk nasty like that to me.” She squeaked wiggling her ass down on my finger. I lowered my voice to a deep bass and said “So my dear you want a big fat cock pushed up your fine plump ass. You do know once you get ass fucked you will want it often. Ass fucking is like taking drugs you get addicted.” She laughed and said “You sound like my doctor. 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I shut it off and figured this was a good opportunity to listen to some music on my portable CD player. I plugged horny mature movie it in and just figured I’d relax and enjoy my day off. After about minutes or so, I decided to “relieve” myself of some tension, so I left the headphones on and lay back on the bed. I was rock hard and enjoying the laid back pace of a good masturbation session. I closed my eyes and slowly stroked myself. My sack was fluid with so much unspent come over the past week, so I knew this was going to be a geyser shot. I had prepared by getting one of the towels from the bathroom ready to clean up blonde horny mature the mess that would surely ensue. "Well, it's about twelve, so I'll go fix their lunch. They're going to sunbathe after they eat. Maybe I'll put on my bikini - that little white number that always makes you get all google-eyed - and you can compare." I ate lunch with Wanda and Marilyn while Brandy took the helm. They were a couple of fun women. 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