The second time I visited Zelma and before she rolled on the condom, I told her how about a blow job and she turned me down flat. She had a no blow job policy and her fuck-with-a-raincoat was as far as she was going. Well, I tried. After our second wham-bang-thank-you-Ma’m which was still exciting as she looked so great to my perverted brain and her encouragement was even more crude than the first session. Afterwards, we lay in bed and I worked on the no blow job policy a bit more. She finally said that her sucking was only for the special man in her life and I did not fall into that category. I could take her pussy or leave it. Well, hey, give me credit for not giving up. I gave her a kiss on the cheek, a $20 bill on the dresser, put on my clothes and left.
A week later, guess who desperately needed his sperm count lowered and I called Zelma again. And again, it was over quite quickly and my dick was wet with only my sperm. I was standing at the foot of the bed looking at her and buttoning up my shirt and thinking to myself “You know, this is the last time I am here. Things are way too mechanical”. At that very moment, Zelma crawled across the bed to the end and took my limp dick in her mouth and began a very nice and rhythmic sucking. I was astounded. “Hey, what happened to the no blow policy?” I asked rather stupidly. “You just looked so good standing there I could not help it” she replied. “You always look like you stepped out of a band box when you come over here.” (I was a salesman). With that, I peeled off my shirt, stood there and she sat on the bed and gave me the most wonderful sucking. She turned her head, took out of full set of dentures and turned back to envelop my dick with sensations I had never had before. The feeling of those smooth gums rubbing over my dick head, the warmth of her mouth, and the greediness of her sucking brought another erection although I knew it was going to take a while before another cum would burst forth. She kept at it and I looked down and the sight of that white haired head and those wrinkled lips got me rocking back and forth as the feeling rose from my nuts. She could feel me coming and held my cock still as I ejaculated in her mouth, savoring every pump. After I slipped out, she picked up a wash cloth, spit into it and put my cock back between her lips for a clean up of any last drops.
“My god, that was wonderful” I blurted out as I collapsed back on the bed. She laughed, put her dentures back in and crawled back up on the bed beside me. Thank goodness I had no appointments for the rest of the afternoon as all the blood was completely in my little head and the big head was non-functioning. Things began to pick up from this visit
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