Recent Blog: HORNY SPANISH FLIES HORNYSPANISHFLIES saying a word he stood up, stepped out of the bath and helped me out. He got a towel from the airing cupboard and ever so gently he patted me dry, dusting me down with talc when I indicated. He quickly towelled himself dry, grabbed my stick, picked me up and bodily carried me to my bed. He placed my stick by the side table then mounted the bed and, spreading my thighs, knelt between them, leant forward and kissed me.
"Gaygan," he said, looking into my eyes, "Can you manage this? I'm 19 and you're ... just how old are you Gaygan?"
"I'm 77 years old and I'll make a bet with you." I kissed him back. "My body is yours for the day. No holds barred, whatever, whenever and wherever you want. If I cry quits before midnight tonight for any reason, you can fuck me twice a day for the rest of the week. If I win you'll be under my instruction for the week. Same conditions, you can say 'No' to anything."
But right now, do me a favour. Fuck this old witch silly. You've got her cauldron bubbling." I grabbed his face and kissed him. Keeping most of his weight on his arms he entered me slowly but all the way. I felt every lovely inch of it, every pulsing vein and every bump. He held stock still when he had full penetration then started rocking back and forth, allowing me to savour the actions Ever so slowly, as if tuning me, he increased his rhythm. An errant thought crossed my mind: "He will make a good pupil." His speed gathered until he was humping me and I was mewling in his ear.
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