Helping Hand

Ms.M pulled back the covers and took his sticky, shrunken cock in her hand.
“We could help each other, you know,” she said as she started to stroke and gently squeeze his cock and balls. With other her hand she pulled loose the tie on her bathrobe and pulled it open. There were those tits he had dreamt of and they looked even better than he'd dreamed. The hand slowly trace a line up her belly and over her breast to her nipple were it gently pinched.
“Its been so long since I’ve had a man… Would you be willing to fuck an old lady like me?” Without waiting for a reply she leaned over him and sucked his now hardening cock into her mouth.
“Oh God yes Ms. M. Your mouth feels so good.” Under the heavenly ministrations of Ms. M’s tongue, J’s cock got very hard, fast.
“My that is a large penis you have there J.” Ms. M said, removing her mouth with a slurp. “How would you like to fill my cunt with it?” J almost came right then and there. He open his mouth to speak but Ms. M quickly bent down and kissed him eagerly. He felt her tongue aggressively probe his mouth, he responded. As they passionately kissed Ms. M was jacking J’s incredibly stiff cock. She broke the kiss.
“Well then, shall we move to my room?” J just nodded.
Ms. M stood up from the bed and let her robe fall to the floor. She was stunning. She had a strong, flat stomach and well muscled arms and legs. Her bush was dark, soft and trimmed for a swim suit. J couldn’t help but stare in awe. Ms. M smiled at his gaze, took his cock and gave it a slight tug, “Come along then.”
Just before they were about to exit his room J stopped and said, “What about Allison?” His thoughts of what Ms. M pussy tasted like had been interrupted by the thought of Ms. M’s nineteen year old daughter catching them waking stark naked down the upstairs hallway.