The Society

"Why don't you come up here with me Denny? I want to watch you take off your clothes." The blonde said as she reached down and undid her belt.

"What?" I gasped. Sure I wanted to fuck the mature sex bomb but did she actually want to screw a skinny nobody like myself? I mean first Jill Wiggler making passes at me and now this? It was too good to be true. I had no idea how right that thought was.

"Come on now Denny, I've got a 60 acre estate here. You really didn't think I was going to hire you to rake the leaves did you?" She chuckled as she slid out of her dress exposing a black lace bra, panties and garter belt that attached to sheer stockings.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked in an incredible display of naivete.

"Well for starters I'd like to have you on your knees licking my pussy." She was so much taller than me in her stiletto heels that she had to lean down when she stepped up and kissed me. "Do you think you could do that for me?"

"Oh God yes!" I gushed as I fumbled out of my clothes and watched her take a seat on a front row couch spreading her long legs wide.

"Ah yes I see that I was correct at the party. You are quite well endowed and uncut too. What a lovely surprise." She pointed at my exposed semi erect penis.

"How did you know something like that?" I had a cock that was a little over eight inches long and pretty thick and I was curious how this horny slut would know this from only a chance meeting at a party.

"Let's say that after a number of years I've become quite the connoisseur of bulges and yours was quite exquisite last night." The dishwater blonde laughed heartily. "Now get on your knees and show momma what you can do with your tongue."

I followed her order to a tee. I scrambled down to my knees, placed my hands on her thighs and leaned in and gently began licking at the pouting lips of Catherine Creeler's genitals.