I led Gloria to the guest room at the other end of my single-story house. My bedroom was too personal a space, with my reading glasses on the nightstand and cum stains on the sheets. I'd left those stains while fantasizing about the young woman who now stood before me.

In the lamplight, she was all business, setting aside her purse and then retrieving her phone. She also offered me the ridiculous black mask to cover my eyes. It was the kind a man would wear to a masquerade ball.

For all of two seconds, I debated not wearing it. Then I realized this porno Gloria wanted to make could spread far and wide across the internet, and I needed to take at least some precautions to ensure I wasn't recognized.

Reluctantly, I put on the mask. I expected Gloria to laugh and make me feel stupid, but she tilted her head while studying me.

"I like it," she finally declared. "It gives you an air of mystery."

That made me snort. 

"Go on and get undressed," she said. "Let me see what I'm working with."

All my humor vanished in an instant. I hated that my hands were trembling while I unbuttoned my shirt. It was one of my nicest, and I'd chosen it because I knew Gloria was coming over for dinner.

Rather than watch me, she busied herself with moving the two lamps around the room for the best lighting. Once the young woman was satisfied, she took off her dress without fanfare.

I paused to gawk at her stunning body. Those large yet firm breasts, cradled by lacy white bra cups, and that matching thong I'd already seen... Despite my anxiety, my erection strengthened to make a bulge in my pants.

Facing me, she made a point to thrust out her tits. "Should I leave the bra on or take it off?" 

"Take it off," I managed to croak.

Gloria flashed one of those taunting smiles. "Hmm, I think I'll keep it on. Viewers will be seeing plenty of me while you're eating my pussy."

My dick jumped at that, and I hurried to finish removing my clothes. Once I was completely naked, Gloria's stare moved over me until I felt like a slab of meat being judged for its quality. My cock, just shy of six inches, wasn't anything to brag about.

But my neighbor didn't seize the opportunity to mock my shortcomings. I breathed faster when she approached and trailed her fingertips along my hard shaft.

"You need to do some manscaping," she said. "Tame those wild pubes."

I swallowed hard and nodded. I'd do anything if she would just keep touching me.

Gloria turned and started to draw back the covers on the queen-sized bed. "Nice and roomy," she said. "This will work for what I have planned."

I fixed my gaze on her curvy ass, hoping I could burn the image into my retinas. Before climbing onto the bed, Gloria lowered her panties in a fluid motion. I soon discovered that below the neck, her body was completely hairless. And those plump pussy lips couldn't contain all of her prominent inner labia. I glimpsed dark pink folds peeking out, as if to tempt me.

For the next several minutes, I moved on autopilot, allowing Gloria to instruct me. Resting on her back and with the phone in her hand, she spread her legs and ordered me to lie between them.

"Now, I want this to seem spontaneous and unscripted," she said. "Just do what's natural, okay? I'm gonna be talking dirty to you, and I want you to eat my pussy as if it's your favorite meal."

I had to fight the urge to rut against the bed. It had been years since I'd been inside a woman, and I was now inches from Gloria's cunt. I was so close I could smell her.

"I'll do whatever you want," I said quietly.

"That's what I like to hear!"

As she lifted the phone, I felt dangerously exposed, even with the mask. In that moment, I tried to see myself as her admirers would view me. They'd see a man in his fifties with an average build, going softer in the midsection. There was no hiding my thinning hair and the lines framing my mouth. I felt horribly mismatched with the young woman offering herself to me.

"Go on," she urged in a low voice.

I looked up at her expectant face. It was almost painful to see how gorgeous she was. Already, a flush had appeared on her chest, and her nipples were hard beneath the bra's lace.

I started by kissing her inner thighs. My tongue darted out to sweep over her skin.

Gloria let out a contented moan. I felt the warmth of her hand on my head. "Mmm, that's it," she said in a voice I'd never heard before. It was dripping with arousal. "You've been dying for this. You're a dirty old man, aren't you?"

Being called old nearly made me cringe, yet I nodded while inching toward her labia. My tongue again emerged to explore those fleshy lips. That first taste made my mouth water. Her tang was sharper than my former wife's.

Gloria rocked her hips, driving her cunt closer to my face. I took the hint and licked from her entrance to her clioris. My enthusiasm wasn't at all forced when I started devouring that sweet pussy.

"Ooh, right there!" Gloria sounded breathy now as she directed my full attention to her bud. Unlike her labia, her clit was fairly small, but it soon swelled in response to my tongue.

I quickly learned she loved for me to apply pressure to that minuscule area between her clitoris and hood. Though I was focused on her pleasure, and gauging each sound she made, my erection hadn't weakened. As I feasted on Gloria's cunt, I couldn't stop myself from moving my hips. My hands slid upward to squeeze her breasts.

"Oh God, Daddy!" she cried out. "That feels so good!"

She was grinding against my face, getting her juice everywhere. I moaned in answer to her words. At least she wasn't degrading me. I could play the role of father figure, the older man she welcomed between her thighs.

Lifting my head, I gave my tongue a brief rest while slipping two fingers into Gloria's wet pussy. As she writhed and squealed, I returned to pleasuring her clit. I even managed to wrap my lips around it.

"Fuck!" Gloria shouted, and I was thankful I hadn't left any of the windows open. She was breathing so hard and fast that she sounded close to hyperventilating. "You're gonna make me come, Daddy!"

I curled my fingers inside Gloria as my tongue fervently worked. On either side of me, her thighs began shaking. 

"Don't stop!" she begged. "I'm almost there!"

I'd be damned if I stopped. At that point, I'd almost forgotten the phone's camera recording me. All my inhibitions had crumbled beneath the weight of abject horniness. I was desperate to bring her to orgasm, and desperate to thrust my hard dick into her needy cunt.

Gloria came with a scream issued through her clenched teeth. I managed to withstand her shudders and spasms, and her thighs clamping around me.

"Please, Daddy, I can't!" she whimpered.

My reluctance to stop was genuine; I could have eaten her pussy all night. But I sensed the show was drawing to an end and Gloria wouldn't appreciate me trying to drag it out.

Again I raised my head, and this time, I smiled for the camera. "Such a good girl," I whispered, "coming so hard for Daddy." I gave her clit a teasing caress.

Gloria stared past the phone at me, her expression one of astonishment. She still hadn't caught her breath.

I held my smile until she seemed to remember herself and what we were doing here. Quickly, she focused the camera on her flushed face. I listened to her speak in a sweet voice to her fans, encouraging them to reward her generously for the performance.

Finally, Gloria blew a kiss and ended the recording. As soon as she'd tossed the phone onto the bed beside her, she sat up and said, "It appears you have a natural gift as well!"

I couldn't help beaming with pride. "I guess there are some benefits to being an old man."

Gloria rolled her eyes. "You're not that old. I was just playing it up, letting viewers believe I'm being seduced by a pervert my dad's age."

When I moved into a kneeling position, her gaze settled on my cock. I was still half-hard. 

"Honestly?" Gloria drew closer. She was gentle while removing my mask. "No one's ever made me come that hard from oral. So I think you've been a... very... good... boy."

I was expecting a quick kiss on the mouth. Instead, she reached behind her to unhook the clasps of her bra. 

"Good boys get to play with fun toys." She teasingly lowered the bra straps, revealing more of her breasts. "Do you want to see?"

God, yes!" I wrapped my fingers around my shaft and started stroking.

Gloria made me wait several seconds longer before she allowed the straps to drop from her shoulders so the bra's cups fell away. Her nipples, a tantalizing pink, were surrounded by large, slightly darker areolas. She gathered up those mounds and pushed them firmly together.

"Maybe one day, we can film you fucking these titties." She teased her nipples. "Would you like that, Peter?"

"So much!" My hand moved faster at my dick.

Gloria lifted her head and smiled. "You'll find I'm a fair boss. Do good work for me, and I'll take care of you." Her smile widened as she watched me masturbate. I was frenzied about it, fearful she'd decide to deprive me of the sight of her naked body.

Rather than torment me, Gloria took over stroking. I stared down at her hands; she fondled my cockhead while cupping my balls. I was already so close, so ready to come!

"I can't..." I choked out.

"It's okay," she soothed.

In that instant, on the precipice of orgasm, I felt something like love for this woman. After all her mocking and teasing, she was being so... kind. So generous.

I came with a pitiful cry. My cum shot out to strike her stomach. She kept pumping away at my dick, her grasp firm. All the while, her smile never faded. 

After Gloria drained me dry, she scooped up my semen with her fingertips. When she brought the messy offering to my mouth, I hesitated just a moment before allowing her inside.

I'd tasted my cum in the past and wasn't a fan. But I now sucked and licked it off her fingers as if grateful for the chance. Once her fingers were clean, she wove them through my hair and guided me downward so I could slide my tongue over her skin.

I gladly gathered up every drop of the thick, salty jizz. It blended with the taste of Gloria's pussy still lingering in my mouth.

"Good boy," she praised me.

Already, I feared I'd do just about anything to stay in her orbit.

And to remain her plaything.