Talk about a rack! Rebecca’s double D tits stood out proudly from her slender torso, giving the impression that those tits of hers should really grace the pages of playboy magazine. For a woman of 58 she looked hot Hardcore as hell. She actually looked like a college girl considering how much leg she was showing off when she was standing. And the ankle high boots completed the deliciousness of her long slender legs. All she needed now was to have her hair in two pony tails and she would complete the stiffness of my boner. “Good morning,” she stated cheerfully as she strode in with her cup of coffee. “Well good morning,” I said as I closed my office door behind her while drinking in the vision of beauty that had just graced my office. “Don’t we vintage look just awesome today?” “Thank you Dave,” she said with a very nice smile on her face as she sat down in my spare office chair and spread her legs wide apart as she got comfortable. “I feel pretty today,” she continued before she took a sip of her coffee. Once I sat down at my desk I looked over at her. I could see why she felt pretty today, her pussy amateur was shaved clean as a whistle from top to bottom. And with her legs parted her pussy opened up nicely, affording a shallow but nice view of her pink interior. “I agree with you Mrs. Rebecca, you do look pretty today.” A broad smile came across her face as she again took a sip of her coffee. “Scooterfish.” Rebecca froze in place as she listened for my next command. “Where is your golf ball?” I asked as I stood up from behind my desk. “You don’t have any pockets in that outfit.” “Yes I do,” she responded as she set her cup down before reaching in between her legs. “I have it in my pocket.” When she withdrew her hand from her crotch she was now holding the wet bright yellow golf ball. “Good girl,” I replied as I quietly locked my office door. “Put your hair into two pony tails with some rubber bands and then assume the position.” When I turned back around Rebecca was already standing at the head of my desk. She was just finishing putting the first batch of her hair into a pony tail behind her left ear before she started on the right side. It really made her look young having her dirty blonde colored hair pulled back into the two pony tails. Once she was done she bent over at the waist with her feet spread apart and waited. The hem of her skirt had risen up almost to the point of revealing her naked ass underneath, causing my boner to try and spring free of the confines of my slacks. With one little flip of my finger her bare tight ass was pointed directly at me with her glistening pussy just waiting to be stuffed. “So tell me,” I queried as I slowly circled around her, “What is it that makes your husband so hot for you?” “I give him a show and tell,” she responded without a bit of hesitation. “A show and tell,” I asked? “Yes,” she replied from her compliant position. “I show him my pussy and then tell him what I want him to do to me.” “Show me what you are talking about,” was my response as I raised an eyebrow to the sexcapades that went on behind closed doors at her house. “It’s really simple,” she said as she stood up only to take a seat on the edge of my desk. “I lean back like this,” she said as she leaned back against my computer monitors and spread her legs wide apart. “And then I open my pussy for my husband like this.” When Rebecca said this she reached in between her legs and inserted two fingers from each hand knuckle deep into her pussy. Once in place indian she pulled her hands outward, pulling her pussy open wide to expose her cervix into clear sight up inside her. “Then I say, ‘Fuck me hard Mike’ and he pounds my pussy for hours till I am full of cum.” SOLD!! There was a long silence as they gazed into each other’s eyes. Charles clicked his thumb and forefinger and called to Zeus " come boy", Zeus immediately lunged in between Loretta's legs, his cold nose and raspy tongue contacting her taut clit - lapping up her oozing sweet juices from her pussy. With my other hand’s index finger I circled the end of my clit. You’ve indian just invalidated everything you’re about to say.” “Cherry, getting fucked by me up the ass is Hardcore almost as pleasurable as getting fucked by me in the cunt.” I continued “and if I don’t buy you any underwear, will you wear any?” and she just giggled and pushed away from my chest and said “slow down, I’m not that kind of girl!” I got her ice water in an unused red solo cup, which made me hum the Toby Keith song to myself. I grabbed the buckle end and pulled out the other end from underneath me and clicked them locked. She was a little better than plain with mousy brown amateur hair, and, although her body was firm and athletic, she did not dress to show it off, typically wearing baggy sweaters and shapeless pants. _________________________________________________________________________ There were still 6 more rooms to be checked in. 2 would be locals, 4 would be foreigners, based on the names of their bookings. Nadia looked over at me and gave me a ‘thumbs up' sign. Isobel retrieves her ass-deep hand, re-clenches it into a fist, and starts rapidly hate-bashing the the fuck out of the fat ass-ring, punching in and out. With a shudder she realized she in her surprise did not try to cover herself. It’s been murdering people left and right! “Sorry Titan. I vintage rubbed more lube on his hole and stood up. It had always been a problem for him since he was very young. Not fair, Mom… Not fair… Just had to check up on my crew.” An encounter is unlikely – the open areas on the trading station will be crowded with hundreds of people, the place is vast, and I can warn Acheron to protect me. I’m going to feed it to my bullet ants. It’s time to get out of this shitty place as fast as possible. I don't know what I expected it to be like, but I really got into it.