She followed me outside and waited for the door to be slammed shut behind us. Mature sex I think (I hope!) I pulled out just in time for the first wave of cum to hit the back of her leg, and I can safely say everything else landed on her tiny ass and lower back. The peace outside brought the both of us back to our senses. The door opened and and I looked straight into the face of a very angry middle-aged man, shouting words I didn’t even remotely understand. Back to fucking, then, I thought. She returned the kiss, then stood up, told me to wait and ran out the door. She seemed impatient, waiting for me to unbutton my jeans and make myself hard enough for her to sit on me. So I asked if she could show me around, maybe even make me a drink, ’cause I hadn’t had a beer in over an hour. (Figuratively speaking, of course, ’cause I could hear people fighting upstairs, people
