This is a memory of when I turned the age as all men in their adolescence to try to take care of my body and see myself a little more attractive to girls. I decided to start going to the gym with a group of friends and also go for a run alone on those hot summer afternoons. Of course, the only thing I wore was some short soccer shorts that left my well-formed legs, bare torso, socks, and sneakers visible, so I was basically half-naked. I used to stop running and stretch out in a small square near my house. After a few days, I started noticing that the woman who lived in front of that square, around 50 years old, would always come out to sweep the sidewalk when I stopped to stretch, but what she really did was look at my young sweaty body with a hint of desire and morbidness. One day, to get rid of my doubts, I approached her as she had come out to look at me again, and noticed that despite her age, she had a well-formed body with beautiful breasts. I said if she wouldn't mind giving me a glass of water and she said yes without hesitation. Come inside, fuck you the water she told me. Inside her house, she confessed that she had been looking at me every day, got down on her knees in front of me, took off my shorts and started sucking my cock. I realized she had dentures that she had taken out beforehand and began to feel that incomparable pleasure I had never felt before. My cock was harder than ever with the thick trunk filling her mouth as she sucked desperately. When I came, it was like a bunch of juicy cum shots filling her mouth. From that day on, the woman would always wait for me outside and when I arrived from running, she would invite me in, I would already be ready and go out to run in shorts without underwear, making it easier for the woman to take them off. It was impressive every day those peeks left me with my eyes rolled back. After a while, I started asking her ending it in the tits or face. That interminable marathon of blowjobs was as hard as a year, until one day I didn't see her again and it ended. I never found out what happened to her. The only thing that remained was my dried-up balls and the red cockhead from all the blowjobs she gave me, that woman who will never be forgotten by my adolescence.
This is a memory of when I turned the age as all men in their adolescence to try to take care of my body and see myself a little more attractive to girls. I decided to start going to the gym with a group of friends and also go for a run alone on those hot summer afternoons. Of course, the only thing I wore was some short soccer shorts that left my well-formed legs, bare torso, socks, and sneakers visible, so I was basically half-naked. I used to stop running and stretch out in a small square near my house. After a few days, I started noticing that the woman who lived in front of that square, around 50 years old, would always come out to sweep the sidewalk when I stopped to stretch, but what she really did was look at my young sweaty body with a hint of desire and morbidness. One day, to get rid of my doubts, I approached her as she had come out to look at me again, and noticed that despite her age, she had a well-formed body with beautiful breasts. I said if she wouldn't mind giving me a glass of water and she said yes without hesitation. Come inside, fuck you the water she told me. Inside her house, she confessed that she had been looking at me every day, got down on her knees in front of me, took off my shorts and started sucking my cock. I realized she had dentures that she had taken out beforehand and began to feel that incomparable pleasure I had never felt before. My cock was harder than ever with the thick trunk filling her mouth as she sucked desperately. When I came, it was like a bunch of juicy cum shots filling her mouth. From that day on, the woman would always wait for me outside and when I arrived from running, she would invite me in, I would already be ready and go out to run in shorts without underwear, making it easier for the woman to take them off. It was impressive every day those peeks left me with my eyes rolled back. After a while, I started asking her ending it in the tits or face. That interminable marathon of blowjobs was as hard as a year, until one day I didn't see her again and it ended. I never found out what happened to her. The only thing that remained was my dried-up balls and the red cockhead from all the blowjobs she gave me, that woman who will never be forgotten by my adolescence.
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