I was walking down the road finding my car was on the fritz. Not concerned about a ride, and the weather being nice, I just enjoyed the fresh air and the exercize.
I then heard a car pull up and it was a new SUV with a very atractive woman in her mid to late fiftys, Much along the lines of Raquel welch or Angie Dickinson. She offered me a ride and I climbed in. My shirt was unbuttoned and my moist wet cheast was glisening with the beads of sweat from the hot Arizona sun.
I guess something in my pharamones set her off, because she offered to let me wipe down with a towel she had in her gym bag. She said she was on her way home from a work out herself. Her smell still in the towel sent me into a trance I could feel down in my jeans which made my straining zipper, start to show a buldge from my erection.
The look on her face told me she was enjoying my company. After a bit, rainclouds came in and the sudden downpour made her feel she had to pull of the road because visability was getting bad. Looking to the west I could see it was going to be a lingering storm. We both retreated to the back onto an air matress she had because of long trips she said she would make. I found myself looking into her seductive eyes and our mutual horney urges took both of us over.
Before I knew it I was holding her n my arms and her large full breats were pressed against my cheast. They had to be double D or e cup because my hands could only cover her nippples and the sexy darkness of her areolas. Our lips met, our arms wrapped around each other and the rest of the afternoon was the most increadable sexual experience of my young life. Her full Plus size body was very soft and yet firm in the right places.
The sound of our body slapping together, was similar to the jiggeling of a water baloon as the r air bubbles flow inside it. The wetter she got the harder I go and the harder and deepr I got the wetter she got. I could feel her juices shooting all around my shaft as it was buryed deep inside her now sopping wet pussy. Finally, our body went into massive cramping as our orgasims came together like a couple of male rams on a hillside.
I fell on top of her and she held me in her arms like a mother nurseing her new born infant. Her name was Sharon and when the rain cleared up she dropped me off at the next gas station. I called a cab and she gave me her business card which I held in my hand and the beads of sweat from my forehead fell on to it sealing the fact that hopefully we would meeet again, but next time in a comfortable, cover with silk sheets king size bed where our pasion can be more fully realized.
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