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GiLF Job 4
By: Grod Date: March 11, 2024, 2:57 pm
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The old woman's house was notorious in the neighborhood. Kids
whispered about her in hushed tones, their eyes wide with fear
and curiosity. No one dared to venture near it after dark,
convinced that she was a witch who would curse them if they
stepped foot on her property. But for the young peeping tom, it
was a different story. He found himself drawn to her, obsessed
with what went on behind those creaky, gothic windows. He would
creep up to her house every night, hiding in the bushes, waiting
for a glimpse of her sinister figure. And one fateful evening,
he got more than he bargained for...
She appeared in the upstairs window, her wrinkled fingers
gripping the sill. Her long, gray hair fell around her shoulders
like a veil, obscuring her face. But he could see the motion of
her shoulders, the way her head bobbed up and down. She was
masturbating. And then, without warning, she turned away from
the window and walked toward the door, revealing a pair of
enormous breasts that spilled out of her nightgown. The peeping
tom felt a rush of blood to his groin.
"Ooh Fuck yeah!" He said.
He couldn't believe it. His evil old neighbor, Mrs. Jenkins, had
caught him spying on her and was now giving him the most
incredible blowjob he'd ever seen. Her gnarled, arthritic hands
moved expertly up and down his shaft, while her wrinkled lips
stretched taut around his cock. He felt a sharp pain as she bit
down on him, hard enough to make him see stars, but somehow it
only served to heighten the pleasure. She had chained up his
wrists and ankles so he couldn't escape.
"Ah, that's it, you nasty little pervert!" she croaked, her
voice raspy and full of lust. "I've been waiting for someone
like you to come along. I've been so lonely, stuck in this
house. But now, now I have someone to play with!"
"You're crazy!" He said, still lost in the rapture of his dick
getting sucked.
"Maybe I am," she growled, "but I've got you where I want you."
She slid her hands up and down his shaft, her long nails digging
into his flesh, leaving trails of blood and pleasure. She took
him deeper into her mouth, her tongue flicking over the head of
his cock. He felt her warm, wet breath against his balls, and he
knew she was about to take them into her mouth too.
"Oh God," he moaned. "Please, don't stop!"
With a wicked grin, Mrs. Jenkins began sucking on one of his
testicles, rolling it around in her mouth. Her tongue flicked
against it, teasing it mercilessly. He felt his body tense, his
hips bucking upward, seeking more contact with her mouth. She
released the other ball from her grasp and began to suck on that
one instead, her lips stretching taut around the sensitive
flesh.
"Oh fuck, yeah!" he cried out, arching his back. "You're insane,
you know that?"
"Your dick is mine now, you little bitch!' She said, taking both
testicles into her talented mouth.
He felt a surge of pleasure unlike anything he had ever
experienced before. His hips bucked wildly, his cock throbbing
in her expert grasp. She took him deeper, her throat working in
a rhythm that was both primal and erotic. His vision blurred,
his mind reeling with the sensations.
"Oh yes, take it all!" he moaned, arching his back further.
Mrs. Jenkins grinned wickedly, her wrinkled face stretching taut
with pleasure as she took him deeper into her throat. She sucked
on him with such force that he could feel the vibrations in his
pelvis, his entire body trembling with the effort to contain the
overwhelming sensations. Her hands moved up his body, caressing
his chest, his stomach, his hips, before finally coming to rest
on his thighs, her long nails digging into his flesh, drawing
blood.
He felt a shudder run through him, his orgasm building,
building, unstoppable. He let out a hoarse cry as he came,
spurting hot cum into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her
throat working furiously as he emptied himself into her. When he
was finally spent, she released his cock with a satisfied sigh,
her wrinkled lips brushing against the head of his shaft.
"I'm gonna drain your balls everyday." She said, squeezing his
sensitive cock-head, "Like I said, your dick is mine."
With a chuckle, she leaned forward and licked the remaining cum
from his abdomen, her tongue flicking playfully over his skin.
Then, she moved down and planted a soft kiss on his cock, her
wrinkled skin pressing against his member. She put him in a
chastity cage so he couldn't touch himself without her
permission.
"Now, you're going to clean my house, make my meals, and be my
personal sex toy. Understood?" She asked, her voice still laced
with lust.
He nodded meekly, his heart still racing from the intensity of
the experience. He was in awe of her dominance and the way she
had completely taken control of his dick. He knew there was no
point in resisting; she had him right where she wanted him.
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