Stay in her bedroom

"I have to tell you Mrs. Allen, not that I'm upset, but I never expected this."

"John and I have an understanding, David. I get to have my fun from time to time, and I don't bring up the fact that I know he probably has his dick buried in his secretary right now. You won't be the first young stud I've had fuck me silly. I do usually stay away from my daughter's boyfriends, but I think you know what changed that, don't you?"

"Well, in that case Mrs. Allen, let's do it right here in your own bed. The one you sleep in with your husband. That way you can think about me filling you with my cum the next time you have sex with him or lay here fucking yourself with your dildo."

You pull your shirt off over your head, take off your shoes and socks, then let your pants and boxers drop to the floor to stand naked in front of Mrs. Allen. She runs her hands over your defined chest, down your abs, then around your back to squeeze your ass. Returning the favor, you cup her bare ass checks in each of your hands, closing the distance between you and causing your fully erect cock to press into her stomach. Her soft flesh yields to your grasp, making her ass cheeks open and causing the fabric of her thong rest firmly against her asshole. She runs her hands up your back as you begin walking her backwards towards her bed until it bumps into the back of her knees, causing her to sit on the edge. Gently nudging her shoulders, you have her lie on her back then reach for the waist band of her panties, peeling them off her shapely legs and exposing her neatly trimmed pubic hair.

Bringing the sheer thong to your nose, you inhale deeply, enjoying the musty scent on them, before kneeling between her legs to bring your face level with the entrance of her womanhood. You've been wondering what Mrs. Allen tastes like since digging through her dirty laundry earlier today, and now you're about to find out. Placing light kisses at the inside of her knee, you slowly work up her inner thigh until your face is only inches from her opening, allowing you a chance to admire her. She's closely trimmed the top of her pubic hair into the shape of a triangle, but removed the remainder of the hair from around her folds, giving you full view of her hooded clit and glistening, parted lips.

The flowery scent of her body lotion mixes with the musty scent of her sex, making your mouth water. Sticking out your tongue, your run the tip from the base to the top, fully spreading her labia apart and giving you a sample of her tart, lightly metallic, juices. Not satisfied with just that one taste, you begin lapping at her steamy snatch, sucking down the juices leaking from her hole.

Mrs. Allen grabs the back of your head and begins grinding herself into your face, covering your chin with her juices. "Oh, that's it David, lick my pussy like a good little boy! Oh, Yes! Get me nice and wet for that big dick!"

Working a hand up between her legs, you slide two fingers inside her while broadly lapping at her clit. Curling your fingers up, you find her G-spot while simultaneously picking up the pace of your flicking tongue on her hardening clit.

You continue your foreplay for several minutes before you feel Mrs. Allen lifting your head from between her legs. "That's good enough. Come up here. I want you inside me now."

Standing up from between her legs, you wipe off your chin then grab hold of your engorged cock and begin lewdly stroking your shaft, a grin on your face. "Whatever you say, Mrs. Allen. How do you want to do it? Me on top? You on top? You want me to take you from behind?