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were any shorter, he'd be looking straight at her underwear. After a
second glance, he realized that he'd be looking straight at her pussy
since she wasn't wearing any underwear. His gaze traveled back up her
body and the sight of her nipples jutting through the thin fabric
told him that the tank-top and mini-skirt were all she was wearing.
Even her feet were bare.
    “I'm sorry, do I know you?”
Jacob asked.
    “Does that matter?” the
redhead said. “I'm Greta, you're Jacob. Now we know each
other.”
    “Um, nice to meet you?”
Jacob said.
    “Kelly asked me to distract you.
So, I'm going to distract you.”
    Greta proceeded to prove her point by
stripping off her top and pressing her tits against Jacob.
    “This would be much nicer if
you'd strip,” Greta said. “I promise.”
    As Greta wriggled out of her
mini-skirt, Jacob's cock informed him that Greta was absolutely right
and that he should strip down.
    Her pussy was pink and hairless. It was
also glistening with moisture and Jacob realized that what he'd
thought was her perfume was actually the scent of her arousal. He
lost no time in stripping down. Even with his cock a little sore from
the prior evening, he wasn't about to miss this opportunity.
    Once he was naked, she leaned into him
again and rubbed her tits against the skin of his chest.
    “Lie down,” she said.
    “Want to go into my bedroom
first?” he asked.
    “Nope, the floor works for me.”
    Greta pushed down on his shoulders and
Jacob ended up lying down on the floor. She dropped to her knees and
took his cock into her mouth. She slid her lips down along his shaft
once and then disengaged.
    “Looks like you're pretty hard,
but let me see if I can get you any harder,” she said.
    She bobbed her lips back down over his
cock and he felt her tongue caressing his cock as her lips tightened
on his shaft.
    Over the next few minutes, she
proceeded to expose him to oral tricks that he'd never even heard of
before. When she finally drew her mouth off his cock she looked down
at it.
    “That should do nicely,”
she said.
    Greta shifted her legs and straddled
him. She snaked up his body until his cock was lined up with her
pussy and slid herself down onto his shaft. She sighed as his cock
was forced into her.
    “Oh, it's been too many years
since I've had a good hard cock,” she said.
    “What? You must've started young.
You can't be any older than your early twenties,” Jacob said.
    Greta's answer was to start pounding
herself with his cock. She arched her back and giggled as she came.
When her orgasm finished she looked at his face.
    “Flatterer, I'll have you know
that you're about to benefit from fifty years worth of experience.
All packaged up in this nice tight body you seem so fond of.”
    Jacob's eyes widened.
    Mrs. Shaw? It can't be.
    His mind was aghast but his eyes
refused to stop drinking in the lithe redhead. Not that what he
thought mattered since his cock was raging hard and wasn't about to
let him stop what was going on.
    “Eight years since I got
anything,” Greta said. “Not since my husband died. The
decade before that wasn't exactly filled with orgasmic bliss either.
You're going to help me make up for lost time. I'll do all the work.
The only thing you need to do is keep yourself from cumming for as
long as you can.”
    Jacob nodded. He didn't think that
would very difficult since he'd spent himself completely the night
before, but it wasn't long before he realized that he was mistaken.
Greta demonstrated more tricks now than she had when she was sucking
him off. It was only about fifteen minutes before he found himself
bucking and spurting into her pussy.
    “Not too bad Jacob,” Greta
said. “I thought you'd give out on me a lot sooner than that.”
    “If you give me a few minutes I'd
be happy to continue what we were doing,” he said.
    “You can get hard again right
away?” Greta asked. “Of course you can, you're still
young. Here, let me help you.”
    Greta moved