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Okay, little man, let's go for the gold.
She liked it that way. Then he told me he wanted to lick my fingers. Then she kissed me, savoring her own taste. I was learning many new things. "It's okay, little man, let's go for the gold." She grabbed my throbbing cock, took me between her legs, put my cock in her honey pot, and raised her long legs resting on my shoulders. "Now you fuck me," he ordered me. I started my first, and so God help me, my best powder. It seemed to me that I could not stop crashing my cock in that wet, sticky chucha. And I was so happy because I had not ejaculated yet because I could take as long as she wanted. She had started moaning and screaming after three or four blows, but she did not stop because of it, she was really enjoying it.
Finally, she had finished with an orgasm, and she told me: "Shoot the milk for me, baby, give it to Mom." I did. I gave her what was left in my balls, and it was enough to fill to the bottom of her vagina. I thought he had finished with me for that night, but he got up little by little, went to the kitchen and came back with two beers. She was very interesting sitting on the sofa with her feet on the coffee table, we drank our beer together, she was still completely naked. That's how I wanted to live for the rest of my life.
After having finished our beers he left and got two more. I was not drunk after a beer, but the second one probably will have some effect on me since I'm not used to drinking. Then we sat and chatted as equals, discussing school and college, and how she had not married because she never met a man as good as me. He was blushing, but very happy. We were enjoying our time together. Finally, she looked at me with that exquisite smile. "Did you ever get a blowjob, honey?"