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Sex With An Old Man free porn video
Stand completely nude in front of a full length mirror, and just imagine a group of men looking at you. Your eyes are their eyes, and whatever part of you you look at, I challenge you not to get excited, with the thoughts coursing through their minds.
If you can do that, then it goes to show you know the power you have to do it., so why are you still standing there, go out and do it, just once, and thrill yourself silly being passed from man to man and being groped without the power to stop it, until they have expended their seed all over you.
Believe it or not, I was thinking like this at f******n, when my breast just started budding, bulbous pink nipples atop a two inch peak of body fat, two small protuberances of sexually enticing attractions making a name for themselves as men stared at my T-shirt, I could feel the draw and their yearning, it was palpitating.
I popped the steel button in my denims and daringly lifted the zipper tab into an upright position, so it would ease down on its own accord, without my knowing, and with me not wearing panties it would eventually expose my bald pubis, maybe even my clitoris, tucked neatly between my labia, forming a deliciously thin line that curves down and into my thigh gap and through onto into my tomboyish bum.
So yes, to all you men looking at me and fantasizing about possessing me, I know what you want, because I watch porn and see what men do to girls.
I sit down on a park bench and watch people walk past, looking down my loose necked T-shirt to see my fledgling breasts, supporting my adult nipples, hardened by you looking and the cool air that is making them erect, just like your penis in your pants.
I want you to touch them, that’s why I am here, presenting myself to experience what sex gives a girl. My silly hormones are making me horny, for your cock, that’s why I let you see my undone zipper and my hard nipples.
‘Do you mind if I sit here’?
He startled me, interrupted my train of thought, and I look up into the Sun obscuring my view as he emerges from the dark shadow, created by the strong light.
‘No, not at all’, I reply politely. Suddenly I am aware and very conscious of my partial nudity, and I look around where we are seated, and realize we are quite alone.
I watch as he sits down, he looks innocently enough, and returns my stare, ‘Do we know each other’, he asks me?
I shake my head slightly, ‘No, I don’t think so’, I reply.
There I think, that was not hard, now you are talking with him, and I cross my legs, partially perhaps, in an act to close my vagina and protect that imaginary entrance so sacred to a woman that most men want to possess to pass their sperm into.
I notice his eyes drop down to my crotch as I cross them, and a smile crosses his wrinkled lined face.
‘What’, I query girlishly?
‘Your all open at the front and I see you shave’.
I can feel my bl**d rising in my face, and a dull ache stabs into my crotch, as my muscles down there react to their exposure.
My hand flies to cover my exposed genitalia, and I fumble to pull the zipper of my ridiculously short cut-off denims.
He watches as I struggle then without warning he says, ‘Why cover it up, it’s beautiful’, and I stop as my fingers finally grasp the zipper.
‘It’s embarrassing’, I lied, my voice giving away the naughtiness of my indecency.
He laughs gently, ‘Just sitting here does more for me than the two Viagra I take for a wank’
My mouth falls open at his remark, and he makes me smile, as I nervously look around again. He sees me looking and says, ‘We are perfectly alone, so we can say what comes into our heads’, he looks into my blue eyes, ‘don’t you think so’, and I nod in agreeance?
We sit at either end of the park bench, as I remove my hand to reveal the soft fleshiness of my pubis mound, excited that his eyes are looking at me, ‘Can you see enough’, I ask him, my voice thick like treacle, nervous and skittish.
‘You’re a curious sort’, he says gently, ‘for a long time I have yearned to meet someone like you’, he continues, as I melt, seduced by his words.
‘Why’, I ask him, now I feel emboldened by my sudden feeling of horniness sweeping through me.
He turns and points to the building, ‘Can you see the window with the blue curtains’, he asked me, to which I reply, ‘Yes’?
‘That is my flat, would you like to come with me to there’?
My heart leapt, my stomach churned, I knew what he was asking me to do, and this was a defining moment, he was asking me to go with him and fuck.
‘OK’, I said quietly, and he wizened face smiled again, somehow looking younger with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
We both rose from the park bench and I looked down at it, a bench where I surrendered my virginity to an old man who relied on Viagra to get it up.
We walked to the park gate, which was just in front of us, two consenting adults with bodies that were decades apart in development, soon to be one connected by his penis.
As we crossed the street to his apartment I wondered if I should be on top or below with my long legs crossed over his back. He looked down at the perplexed look in my eyes, and he slipped his hand around my slim waist, we looked to all purposes like a grandfather and his loving granddaughter, well, from the front that is, because when we passed you, you cold see his hand was down the back of my cut-off denims, cupping my small bum, and feeling his index finger toying with my wet hole.
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