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  • We elected to all meet at the suite at 1 with Scott showing up later. It would seem less awkward for him if he didn’t have to sit through the arrivals of everyone. As we arrived and introductions were made, you could really sense the excitement. At exactly 1:15 as instructed, Scott grandmother pulled into the parking spot in front of our unit driving a really nice black Mustang GT. He was wearing sunglasses and a black t-shirt,boot cut jeans that flaired over the top of his white running shoes and looking just as hot as I had hoped. As he approached the door, I opened it beckoning him inside. “Hi Scott. Come on in and meet the crowd. Are you nervous?” He laughed, “How could I not be coach, but I think I’ll survive. He nodded to the rest of the crowd and said “Hi”. Introductions were made as Scott stood in the middle of the group who was seated around him. The girls, my two daughters and Karen from Beth’s school, flanked him immediately. Beth commented, “Scott, you look great. That shirt and those jeans really show off your build. Your arms bulge from the sleeves and the jeans fit your butt and bulge great.” Scott blushed and mumbled a thanks. “Scott, why don’t you take that shirt off and give us a look at what’s underneath.” Beth suggested. Scott looked at the girls and seductively pulled his shirt off exposing his tanned, defined chest with nickel sized brown nipples on well defined pecs and flat mommy stomach that rippled with old lady a 6 pac as he moved. The slightest bit of a treasure trail rose from the belt buckle to his navel. “Mmm, very nice Scott.” Beth old grandma commented as he sat back down. Beth’s husband James asked Scott if he had ever done anything like this before and Old Pussy how he thought he would handle having an audience. “No sir, I have never, though I’ve never been a shy person. I guess the reason we are here is to see how I will handle it and if I can even do it..” Beth asked, “Scott, are you a virgin?” “No ma’am, though it’s been awhile since anything has happened.” “I knew you had a girl last year Scott, I wasn’t old mature sure if anything had happened since her..” I commented. “Actually, Coach, Allison and I never had sex. “Do you mommy like the Rolling Stones?” he asked. How ‘bout a double-dare ; why don’t we all have a three-way kiss?” As the silky, swollen old grandma object of her desire pierced her helpless form she let out a long, resounding cry of years of pent-up frustration and longing finally being fulfilled. Her Old Pussy long blonde hair was tied in bunches above her ears. That way I can make sure we both stay clean from germs” The front tire caught in a storm drain and the bike twisted around. The word “YES” took a moment to register. “This is wool! “Right stud are you ready to give me a proper feeling up?” Her blue eyes were heavy with lust and he wondered how long it was going to take before she came again. He felt satisfied with his efforts as he released his grip on grandmother his cock and grabbed a hand towel from the rail with which he wiped his hands meanwhile Mary just stared at old mature his cock which was so thoroughly lubricated, its surface glistened as if it were made out of polished glass. You didn’t do anything old lady wrong, I’m the one who did something wrong. "When you joined me you promised me to serve me sexually, right?"