A wild ride

Cole's mind exploded when he looked down, seeing Faye's pouty lips slide over his rapidly swelling, throbbing member. She held the back of his thighs as she sucked it into her mouth, her soft tongue swirling under his cockhead. Cole pulled his shirt off, the old scars from the war dark black against his chocolate skin where they stitched him up next to the lighter pink where the burns were and the graying hair on his chest. He'd kept active in his old age, but the telltale signs were creeping in, especially on his weathered face.

But seeing this gorgeous girl suck him to his full, 11" length was like bathing in the fountain of youth. Her creamy skin with a peppering of freckles stood in sharp contrast to his black skin. She pulled back, and laughed. "Well I think you and Freddie are about the same length but gosh you are a lot thicker I can barely get my mouth around it I don't think it'd even fit if you tried to fuck me are you going to fuck me, Mr Johnson?" she said, her young mind reeling from the drug.

Cole swooped down and picked her up in his powerful arms. He could tell he'd just pulled something in his back, but he didn't care. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her back to the bedroom. They crashed down on his bed as he started to kiss her neck passionately. Faye sighed, the sensations ripping through her mind. Somewhere, in the back of her thoughts, she knew something was wrong, but she felt invincible and alive in ways she'd never felt. His rough hands groped wildly at her breasts through his dead wife's sundress as he positioned himself between her smooth, pale legs.

He thrusted hard, stabbing at her sex with his cock like an eager teenager until her wet, smooth pussy lips guided his cockhead into place. Faye gasped and laughed as she felt his cockhead press into her. Short, choppy breathes escaped her lips as he pressed it forward, filling her electrified body. "Why haven't I been doing this forever? This is fucking amazing!" she thought, spreading her legs wide to accept his full length. If she hadn't had been with Freddie earlier, she was sure it would never have fit. Inch after inch of his black, engorged dick disappeared as his wrinkled brow furrowed with intensity.

Cole started to saw in and out of her nubile young body, his heart racing. "Shit! Better slow down. Can't slow down. Fuck! Well, if I gotta go, might as well go like this..."he thought, wondering if he'd taken his heart pills that morning and not really caring if he did as his thick body tensed under the strain of the sensations ripping through his mind. His heart was thumping harder and harder. He was getting paranoid. "I gotta rest. I gotta rest." he said, rolling over onto the bed.

Faye slid on top of him, never letting his cock slide out. "Fine, I'll do it I don't mind." she said, her red hair tossled as she bucked and drove her soaking cunt down onto his painfully erect cock. Her nails dug into his graying chest hair as she ground herself against him. Cole couldn't help but to meet her thrusts, but his more experienced mind knew he had to do something to distract this wild minx on top of him. "What the fuck were you thinking, old man?" he muttered to himself as he thought felt his heart flutter out of rhythm.