I'm already 64 years old but I'm still in shape, all toned and with a fire in my body that when I want it, no one can stop me.

What I'm going to tell you is the following: I went to do charity work and ended up being eaten by a 74-year-old old man.

Well, as I've already told in previous stories, my husband at the beginning of our marriage barely gave me what I wanted most, but after the end of the year when he saw me being eaten, our relationship improved, but he still doesn't satisfy me the way I want, and when he doesn't devour me, I have to find my way, and I do. And it was this past week that I had one of the hottest fucks I've ever had, and believe it or not, it was with a 74-year-old man.

I left the market for home and gave a ride to Cris, a friend of mine. Cris is a beautiful 41-year-old girl and, like me, a lover of working out to stay in shape. It was during this conversation that I learned she was part of a group from her church that visited hospitals and nursing homes on weekends. I found what she did interesting because if she hadn't told me, I wouldn't have even considered a girl like her doing this kind of charity work. We chatted until she invited me to join one of her hospital visits that Sunday. I tried to make an excuse because, even though I thought her initiative was really cool, I guess it wasn't my thing. I immediately said that if I had the chance, I would go. I said it so I wouldn't tell her straight away that I had no desire to miss my Sunday at the beach to make a charity visit to a hospital.

But finally the weekend arrived and unfortunately for me it rained heavily, my husband had an appointment on Sunday and I didn't want to go and it was almost 2 pm when my cell phone rang. It was Cris and she immediately said: So Malu, let's go do some charity work? I was taken by surprise because I no longer remembered the invitation. I thought quickly and since I had nothing to do, I accepted the invitation and went to meet my friend.

I went to his house and from there we went in my car. I ended up finding out from CRS that we were going to a home for the elderly that was a little further from my house, on a road that led to a place called Fernão Ferro.

The place was very beautiful and well-kept. The rain had let up, and the elderly people were milling about in the gardens since it was visiting day, but they were always accompanied by someone in charge. There were around 40 elderly people, more women than men, but one caught my attention: an elderly man who stood alone, separated from the others. He wouldn't take his eyes off me, staring at me in such a way that I couldn't bear to look at him. I told Cris I was going to take a walk around the place to get to know it better. She told me to make myself at home, that she was going to visit a lady and that we would see each other later.

I went towards that old man, I was intrigued and wanted to know more about him and when I got closer I asked if he was okay.

He said yes and asked my name. I told him my name was Malu, and he said my name was very pretty, like mine. I thanked him and asked his, and he quickly told me it was Daniel and that he was 74 years old. "What a beautiful name, Daniel," I told him, taking the opportunity to say that despite his age, he was very handsome. And indeed, he was. He was very strong, with broad shoulders, balding gray hair, and blue eyes that, when he looked at me, seemed to see right through me. He must have been about 6'1" and wore baggy pants and a white shirt—in fact, all the men at the "Home" dressed like that. He asked if I wanted to go for a walk with him. I said yes, but that it would have to be quick because it was starting to rain lightly again and he might catch a cold in that light rain. He said it was okay, he would take me somewhere where we wouldn't get rained on and that he wanted to show me something. I walked hand in hand with him along a trail that cut through the huge garden and into a small forest. I was curious and asked what he wanted to show me. He said it was a surprise, so I took advantage and asked if his family ever visited him. He looked at me and said they only came once a month because they lived far away. I felt sorry for him and, out of curiosity, also asked why he was there, as I thought he seemed quite lucid from his conversation. He told me he was a widower with only one son. He already had a family and that he had chosen to let his son stay there, and that he had found her online. I was shocked by his story and said that if it was his choice, no one could really argue with him. I also asked why he hadn't tried to move on with his life, perhaps with another woman for company. He said no, that he loved his wife very much and that after she died about five years ago, he never had another woman.

I thought your story was beautiful, but I kept asking and out of curiosity I asked if he had never been with another woman.

"Daughter," he said, "old man like me, who would want me? What's up, Mr. Daniel? You're still good." I said this and we started laughing, and then he told me, "There's no other woman who can make this old man get strong again, only a beautiful woman like you."

I laughed but didn't say anything else. I asked where he was taking me. He said we were almost there. He soon opened a small clearing with an old, abandoned-looking house. I asked him if the staff at the Home wouldn't mind if he went there, as it was a bit far from the nursing home. He said they only let him and two other elderly people go there, as we were the only sensible ones in that place, and he started laughing.

The rain started to get heavier and as we were closer we quickened our pace to the little house, which when we arrived I saw that it was actually a stable. Daniel immediately said that it used to be a farm and that there were some animals there.

The place was very clean and had a small bed, a small table, and some stools. I asked him why he had brought me there. He looked me in the eyes and said, "Girl, I'm sorry. When I had the idea of ​​bringing you here, I was thinking about one thing, but since we've had this conversation so far, I've seen that you're a decent girl, and..." He remained quiet and added, "As soon as the rain stops, we'll come back."

Could it be possible, did he want to...? What a naughty old lady, and thinking I was right, well, little did he know what I was capable of when I wanted to get naughty. The butterflies in my stomach were starting to show signs that neither he nor I would be any good in that place.

It started to thunder heavily and flash. I pretended to be scared, and after the thunder boom, I grabbed Mr. Daniel, pressing my body against his. I was wearing pants and a sweatshirt, and I soon felt Mr. Daniel's cock start to grow. I started to get wet too. Mr. Daniel took advantage of it, pulling me closer to his body, and telling me not to be afraid, that the thunder would soon pass. I was worried that someone might find us and ruin my intention, so I asked him.

I find it difficult, girl, because when we came here, everyone was busy with other things. I liked what I had just heard and moved away a little, taking his hand, and went to a small window to see if anyone was coming. I stopped at the window, but Mr. Daniel, coming up behind me, only stopped when he pressed his already hard cock against my ass. I stood there, doing nothing. He saw I was enjoying it and whispered in my ear that I didn't need to be afraid. I closed my eyes and stayed still, wanting him to think I was silly, innocent, to see how far he would go. I was loving it; my pussy was already dripping wet. What a delicious and different situation. Without moving from where I was, I turned my face back and, with the most innocent expression in the world and a little girl's voice, asked him what we were going to do until the rain stopped? He grabbed me by the waist and, pushing his cock even further into my ass, said he wanted to give me something really nice. What? He let me go, took a step back, and yanked down his pants, revealing a huge, veiny cock that looked like it might burst at any moment. I stared in awe at that hard, hard lump that hadn't seen a pussy in a long time. "Come here, girl, hold it here, come on!" I obeyed, grabbing that huge cock with one hand. "Squeeze it, go on, squeeze it, and very slowly I pulled it back, making a purple head pop out. I can't explain why it made me even hornier. "You want it, don't you?" I looked at him and said, "If you don't hurt me, I do. Take off your clothes. I want to see your body, girl." When I took them off, I don't think he believed me; the sweatshirt hides a lot of our bodies, especially mine, which was very loose. I took off my pants, leaving only the little black lace panties I was wearing. Then my coat. He really couldn't believe it, and when he saw my toned body, he asked me to take a spin because he wanted to admire me all over. As soon as I turned my ass toward him, he couldn't take it anymore and grabbed it with his hand and said, "I want it all, girl. I want to eat your ass too." What a naughty boy! I loved it! He was getting more and more relaxed. I looked at him and told him I could give him my ass, but he'd have to lick my ass a lot because his cock was so big, and I was afraid of getting hurt. The old man got really horny and dragged me to the bed, placing me on my ass in the air and making me stand up for him. With his hands, he pulled down my panties and, spreading my ass, stuck his tongue in my ass, making me scream. "Oh, Mr. Daniel, what a delicious tongue! Come on, lick me well, get me all wet with your good tongue." Hearing me talk like that, it felt like he wanted to fuck me with his tongue. I was grinding like crazy. His tongue ran from my ass to my already sticky pussy. I couldn't take it anymore when, seeing the state I was in, he stuck his finger in my pussy while licking my ass. Come on, you old pervert, fuck your girl! Do you want your little whore? I really, really want that big dick inside me!He stood up, pulled my hair, turned to his cock, and said, "Suck it, you bitch, wet your big dick because I want to eat that delicious ass." I started sucking on that huge dick that barely fit in my mouth. He was pushing hard, I started to feel him touch my throat, and when he came back, a lot of saliva came out of my mouth that felt more like cum. "That's it, you naughty little bitch, drool well, or your ass will be the one who feels it." The old man knew how to treat a woman who wanted to fuck. He pulled out of my mouth and knelt behind me again, spitting on my ass, then pointed his cock at my ass.

Is that what you want, you old pervert? Then go ahead and eat it! He started to force it. I jumped forward, but he quickly grabbed me by the waist and brought my body toward his big dick, which was ramming me. My ass was burning, stinging, I felt myself being pounded by that huge, beautiful, delicious cock. I relaxed and began to enjoy it. Daniel pounded my ass hard. I felt him touch me deep inside; it hurt a little, but the sensation of pleasure increased with each thrust. I wiggled more and more, begging him to fuck me hard! Come on, fuck your little girl hard, come on, you bastard! The old man was getting hornier and hornier and slapped my ass so hard I felt it burn. What a sweet ass you have, you naughty girl! You're enjoying it, you old pervert! Come on, enjoy it and make up for lost time! Awww, that's so good! Old son of a bitch!! Slut!!!!! You like giving it up the ass, don't you? I like it a lot!!!!!!!!! I love being fucked by a big dick like that! So take it, bitch! He pounded harder and harder until he let out a scream that I thought the whole world would hear and flooded my ass with a lot of cum. He got out of me and lay on the bed on his back with his dick already getting soft to the side. I got out of bed and squatted down, opening my ass, making the cum come out of my wide open asshole.

I wiped my ass with my panties, and when I was about to put on my pants, Daniel grabbed me again and threw me on the bed, spreading my legs, leaving me wide open. I looked and couldn't believe my eyes when I saw his cock already starting to get hard again. Without saying anything, he bent down and started sticking his tongue in my pussy, which was still wet. I held onto his head and pressed it harder against my pussy, which was dying to be eaten by that big dick. He licked masterfully and touched me with his fingers, making me delirious. I was about to cum, and I told him I wanted that cock inside my pussy, and I wanted to be treated like a whore. The old man went crazy, standing up and pointing that big dick at my pussy, pushing it all the way in. I moaned and begged for more. Then he started slapping me in the face and calling me a slut, a bitch, a little slut! I was getting more and more delirious until I couldn't take it anymore and came like crazy! I screamed and trembled all over! The old man squeezed me tightly and almost came inside my pussy with me! I felt his warm milk flooding my pussy! I came so intensely that as soon as he left me, I tried to get up but couldn't. What a mess! The old man was fucking so good.

We stayed there for another 20 minutes, and that's when I realized my friend. My God, she must have been looking for me. I looked to the side and the old man was leaning against the door, watching me. When he saw me looking at him, he asked if I liked it. I said yes, and the bastard gave me a little smile and said that next time he came, he wanted to cum in my mouth. I got up quickly, put on my clothes, and told him I didn't know if I'd see him again. He looked at me again and said that a woman with fire like mine can't go without a dick for long. I looked at him and told him I was married. He laughed again and said, "With that hot body and being as thirsty as you are, your husband must be leaving you without a dick." Partly yes, I replied. "To tell you the truth, Mr. Daniel, I really like a nice dick like yours." I said that and left, and as I passed him, the bastard grabbed my ass and said, "I've never had such a nice ass like yours!"

I loved hearing what he said and kept walking and just asked him to leave soon, since I had been there with him for a long time. But before I did, I told him that if I could, I would come back to visit him. He laughed again and said: "Want to bet, naughty girl, that in a week you'll be back here with me?"

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