GILFS - * tales for active women

Serge has a former teacher named Stacy who taught him in elementary school when he was still living in Louisiana, before he moved to Florida with his retired parents. But because they live in the same Florida neighborhood, Pass-a-Grille Beach, their families got closer and even after having graduated from university and moved, both always keep in touch and, after discovering that Stacy was also living in Florida and that had become CEO of his own brand of gym wear.

The intimacy was such that, at times Serge is spending the afternoon at her mansion and at times Stacy is spending the afternoon at his house, always talking to her parents.

And on a hot, humid Thursday, it was no exception. Serge went to his former teacher Stacy's mansion after she texted him to have lunch with her. Stacy has been divorced for several years, but even though she has reached sixty and become a successful billionaire, she is still a hottie. She is a retired Physical Education teacher, but is always working out and keeping in good shape, to advertise her clothes and maintain her high standard of living. So much so that her ass is the envy of many young cheerleaders who are in their eighteen to twenty-two years old. This Cajun woman from Louisiana still sports a nice pair of perky medium breasts; she's friendly, a lover of fine wines and to the surprise of Serge, who is already in his thirties, she's very naughty.

The man went to his former teacher's residence. She lives in a beautiful wooded mansion with its own lake. He arrived at her mansion, rang the bell and was welcomed as there was only her. She said that she had just left her only son at the airport, as he was going to travel back to his father's house, where he had always lived since they separated and the employees were off duty. The two had lunch with a very light meal, prepared by her and, chattering, both sat on the porch of Stacy's house and started drinking a sparkling wine Toscana Antinori wine. It's not known if it was the effect of the wine or some repressed desire, but for Serge, Stacy looked delicious in the gym leotard she was wearing that day, especially when he looked over and found that she was wearing tiny panties underneath.

The two were drinking and talking about the lives they both had in Louisiana before moving to another state, and before she became a billionaire, until that more intimate subject began. Stacy started asking Serge about his girlfriends, since he was never married and lived to take care of his parents. The thirty-year-old man also asked his former teacher if she had any affairs in Florida. Stacy laughed and replied:

"Well, you cheeky kid, I'm old, but I wasn't dead, because even at sixty, I still give a lot of 'leather'".

The two laughed and Serge said:

"I'm not scolding you, because what's good has to practice, mainly because as much as you think you're old, I'm sure you still beat up a lot of young women out there".

That was then the cue for both to start talking about some adventures they had lived in Louisiana, and one that Stacy told Serge was having sex with a stranger while lending her house and bed to a friend of hers to cheat on her husband, and that she and the stranger were caught by some people who passed close to where they were, which was the back of a supermarket where she had just gone shopping and that this only served to set her on fire. Serge shared some of their high school adventures and Stacy revealed to him that once in high school she saw Serge getting blown off by one of the cheerleaders in the school locker room when she was on her way to get some dodgeballs for practice, but who didn't interrupt so as not to cut the joy of the young man who was becoming more and more popular among girls.

Serge was embarrassed, but Stacy told him not to worry, because she liked what he saw, as she walked towards her former student, sat on his lap, gave him a kiss and began to slowly wiggle in order to excite him. him to feel his hard cock through his pants. Serge took advantage and held that ass with both hands. Stacy smiled:

"Now the afternoon is getting good..." Said the former teacher while she wiggled on Serge's lap and his dick grew. "And if you keep the secret, you only have to win".

Serge doesn't say anything: he just squeezed his former teacher's ass willingly. Stacy stopped kissing him, stood up and took off those gym clothes right there on the porch of his house and the suspicions of that single thirty-year-old man were confirmed: she was wearing tiny white panties, stuck in that big ass , matured and delicious. Serge pulled Stacy by the hand into the living room inside her house, placing her on all fours on the couch. Then, without wasting time, the man put Stacy's panties aside and licked that old-age pussy that drooled for him for a long time.

After winning many licks and sucks, Stacy started to take off Serge's clothes and as soon as she saw that man with a hard cock in front of her, she ended up falling in her mouth and sucking him with a lot of desire. She licked the head of Serge's cock, the balls and shoved it all in her mouth, because she was exploding with lust. Serge sat on the sofa and pulled Stacy to him. The man put her panties aside and without doing any kind of ceremony she sat down. And as he sat down he realized why she was such a hit with boys in high school: hot, tight and very wet pussy she has.

Stacy would sit up tight and jump and moan. Serge squeezed that huge ass of hers and sucked those mature breasts, but still standing. Stacy's honey for Serge's dick. And after a while, the thirty-year-old man put her on all fours on the couch and with her panties aside, put her back in that hot pussy. The man slapped that ass and Stacy screamed, telling him to fuck her so she could come again. Serge ended up cumming on his former teacher's ass and back. The two fell onto the couch, breathing hard. The two laughed at that situation and Stacy told them to keep that secret.

After resting, the two got dressed, said goodbye and while walking back to his house, Serge is already thinking about when he will pay the next visit.