Allan and I made a bet against each other that we could not fuck wild mature grannies before the year ends. We were grilling some burgers at his yard when old Mrs. Carlson came out of her house and sat on the porch swing. She had 5 children and more than 20 grandkids now but she still looks like a grand old dame. All and I both wondered how it would feel to fuck her or any other old granny, for that matter.
Soon, the bet was formulated. Whoever gets to fuck any wild granny gets a hundred bucks from the other. If we both get to fuck the old ladies, then we win no price but we would at least have something new to talk about. Picture or videos should be shared so that there would be no questions as to the authenticity of the actions. Well, it was still September when we had talked about that so there was ample time to look for opportunities.
I didn’t want to fuck Mrs. Carlson mainly because I had known her all my life and know her children. It would feel like fucking my mom or someone in the family – it just felt wrong to me. So, I set my eyes on Mrs. Philips. She’s 51 and sexy as hell. She moved in into our neighborhood some years ago when her husband passed away. I’ve seen a lot of old men coming over to her house and staying until late in the evening. I presume that they have sex. So, I chose her because I figured that she’d be among those wild mature grannies who’d be really good in bed and would appreciate a younger man’s cock.
By the end of November, I was already a regular visitor at her home. By the first week of December I won the wild mature grannies bet. Allan was amazed. Allan, on the other hand, wasn’t able to meet naked mature moms at all.