On your knees from behind

"Mmmmm," old Mr. Goreman strokes his chin as he looks at your naked teenage body. "Why don't you turn back around and get down on your knees."

"Oh yeah?" You giggle and turn around. "You gonna give it to me from behind Mr. Goreman?"

You fall to your knees and then bend over on your hands, offering your toned ass to the old man.

"Your buns are fine as I've ever seen," Mr. Goreman admires.

You look back over your shoulder and the curve of your back as the old man lowers himself to his knees behind you. He groans at the effort and has to steady himself with one hand on your hip. You feel his slippery cock bumping into the backs of your thighs.

"Oooh, I want it," you coo and wiggle your butt from side to side.

Mr. Goreman guides his fat cockhead to the drenched trench of your pussy and presses it against your swollen lips. You're so hot to be fucked it barely fits, but there's enough juice between you to lubricate the entry. You groan with pleasure as his hard meat fills you up.

"Oh my god, sweetie," Mr. Goreman cries. "You're tight as a submarine hatch."

He takes hold of your hips and thrusts deep inside you with surprising ****. You moan at the intrusion and reach between your legs to play with your clit as Mr. Goreman begins to pound his pole into your teenage hole. The sound of the birds and park noises recede into the background as your ass slaps loudly against Mr. Goreman's legs and his cock slurps in and out of your drenched cunny.

The feel of his hard dick is amazing. Soon you are arching your back and crying out as you clench around his cock in a shuddering orgasm. With your careful diddling and his practiced deep strokes the climax seems to go on forever.

"I felt that, young lady," Mr. Goreman says and gives your ass a playful swat.

You look back at him, your face flushed, and work your ass on his dick. You squeeze him and stroke him with your inner muscles as he fucks in and out of your creamy cove. His thrusts intensify. His breathing is a deep rattling wheeze. It sounds like he's on ****'s door, but it feels like he could fuck all night.

You can feel his prick swelling up inside you.

"Young lady, you are going to make me cum," Mr. Goreman says matter-of-factly.

"Oh, yeah, cum for me, Mr. Goreman," you moan.

His thrusts become wild and powerful. His fingers grip your hips almost painfully as he slams his old man cock in and out of your tight, teenage cunt.

"Where do you want me to cum?" He asks politely, but with great urgency.