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The ocean looked beautiful. Her view was across his chest through the open doors as she lay against him. A gorgeous sunset, the perfect end to a weekend of wonderful sex.
"It's time, old man." Oh, she had experienced a weekend of sex before but none like this. Staying in the lovely boutique hotel in Laguna didn't hurt. He certainly was not cheap. Everything, including her air fare, had been first class. So was the sex. It was not what she had expected from a man nearly old enough to be her grandfather. Experience, apparently, does count. There was something else about his lovemaking that made it memorable. She realized that he was giving himself to her as completely as any woman can give herself to a man. Now, he was going to give her even more. "Come on, old man, get up. I have a plane to catch." It was probably the simplicity of what he proposed that made her take the chance of flying across the country to be with him. She never thought that she would actually do something like this. Only a morbid sexual curiosity had caused her to join the Yahoo club. How could so many men be turned on by such an idea? Like most of the women in the club she just read to posts at first. This was so sick the she couldn't admit to herself that it aroused her. It was not until she realized that she was fantasizing about it while she masturbated that she started posting and chatting with the other members. The was something so sincere about the old man's posts. In their private e-mails he mad her understand that this was what he really wanted at this time in his life. Still, she surprised herself by agreeing when he asked her to do this. Here she was and now it was time. She kissed him and rolled out of the bed. She went to the bathroom, emptied her bladder, and washed her crotch carefully. Taking a clean towel she walked, naked, out onto the balcony. She carefully laid the towel on the hard, concrete, floor then turned to watch the ocean and the developing sunset. He went to the bathroom, then came out and put on a soft, sexy, jazz CD. Coming out onto the balcony, he paused to check the camera. She knew that he planned to post pictures and a detailed story of their weekend together on the club. That was fine with her. He stood beside her and put his arm around her. They stood together and watched the reddening sky. They turned and looked into each other's eyes. She started to speak, but he silenced her with a finger to her lips. They shared a long kiss. He pulled away and sat on the towel facing her with his legs spread. They had discussed this moment many times and she knew what to do. The warmth of the summer made his scrotum hang low and his testicles were laying on the towel. She stood between his legs and carefully gripped the cords in his scrotum with her big toes. His testicles were under the balls of her feet but had only enough weight on them to hold them in place. He lovingly placed his hands on her buttocks and drew his face into her crotch. She placed her hands on the back of his head and gently locked him in. The position was a little awkward with her legs almost together but his tongue was just long enough to make it work. His penis was hard against her ankles. The both trembled with excitement. Her climax built. As she had agreed, when her climax peaked she stood on tip toes, putting all her weight on the balls of her feet. As she sat on the plane she kept reliving that moment in her mind. Her orgasm was indescribable as first one, then the other of his testicles went flat with an audible pop...the hot jet of semen up her legs and his cry muffled in her pussy. Whould she ever feel that totally sexual again? Reclining her seat she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.
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