Mrs Katie smith helps the elderly
I did some volunteering before christmas, delivering meals to senior citizens
I had to be careful because it was during lockdown and I cannot spend as much time as I would like to chat. I deliver meals to 3 older men, 80 plus and 3 ladies, of whom 1 is over 90.
Mr smith, who must be 85 or older is still very much a ladies man and always flirts. He always remarks on how I look. I tend to go respectably dressed.
Two days before Christmas I thought I would give him a treat. Under my coat I had a loosely buttoned blouse, pink basque, short skirt and stockings.
I didn’t want to give any of the others a heart attack, so I kept my coat, on leaving Mr Smith till last.
I unbuttoned my coat and carried his meal to the door. He saw me arriving so was already at the door. He clocked the tarty look and seemed shocked, eyes on stalks. I stepped inside, brushing very closely as I took the meal into his kitchen.
“I want to give you an early Christmas present” I said. He was speechless.
I hitched my skirt up, and undid my blouse, undoing the top clasp on my basque to give access to my tits.
I took him by the hand into his back room and sat him down.
Sit back and enjoy. Within a moment he stood up, whipped his trousers and y fronts down and sat back down, trousers around his ankles.
His cock was stirring and I knelt before him and started rubbing and licking his cock and got a pleasing reaction. His hand reached for my tits and sharply pinched my nipples- what a grip, wasn’t expecting that.
He had a good stiffy and I went down on him, and rubbed him firmly but gently. His cock tasted a bit rank and I was finding grey hairs in my teeth for an hour or so afterwards.
I gently wanked and sucked his cock, with his hand pressing down on my head, until he came and I greedily swallowed his cum.
I had to be careful because it was during lockdown and I cannot spend as much time as I would like to chat. I deliver meals to 3 older men, 80 plus and 3 ladies, of whom 1 is over 90.
Mr smith, who must be 85 or older is still very much a ladies man and always flirts. He always remarks on how I look. I tend to go respectably dressed.
Two days before Christmas I thought I would give him a treat. Under my coat I had a loosely buttoned blouse, pink basque, short skirt and stockings.
I didn’t want to give any of the others a heart attack, so I kept my coat, on leaving Mr Smith till last.
I unbuttoned my coat and carried his meal to the door. He saw me arriving so was already at the door. He clocked the tarty look and seemed shocked, eyes on stalks. I stepped inside, brushing very closely as I took the meal into his kitchen.
“I want to give you an early Christmas present” I said. He was speechless.
I hitched my skirt up, and undid my blouse, undoing the top clasp on my basque to give access to my tits.
I took him by the hand into his back room and sat him down.
Sit back and enjoy. Within a moment he stood up, whipped his trousers and y fronts down and sat back down, trousers around his ankles.
His cock was stirring and I knelt before him and started rubbing and licking his cock and got a pleasing reaction. His hand reached for my tits and sharply pinched my nipples- what a grip, wasn’t expecting that.
He had a good stiffy and I went down on him, and rubbed him firmly but gently. His cock tasted a bit rank and I was finding grey hairs in my teeth for an hour or so afterwards.
I gently wanked and sucked his cock, with his hand pressing down on my head, until he came and I greedily swallowed his cum.
3 年 前
