Hazel ran the bath and climbed in, she was feeling a little dissappointed as she had been looking forwad to a nice easy day with Mike at his place but at the last minute he had reciaved a phone call and had left for London on business. They had been to a party the night before and Hazel had stayed over at Mikes place. As she settled down into the warm suds she felt herself drifting off into a light nap. Suddenly she was snapped awake by the front door bell ringing. Cursing under her breath she slipped on one of Mikes robes and hurried down stairs. As she opened the front door she was just in time to see an elderly man walking down the driveway. As she called out he turned and Hazel could see that her was in his early to mid seventies. For his age he had a reasonably fit body and was dressed in a tee shirt and cut off denims. Returning to the door step he explained his name was Tom and that he was Mikes gardener and usually did a bit of work today, but if it wasn\'t convenient he totally understood. It was plain that he was used to working outdoors as his arms and legs were muscular and well tanned. He had a pleasant smile and Hazel couldn\'t help notice that his eyes were taking in the sight before him. Due to the fact that she had put the robe on directly after getting out of the bath, the silky material was clinging to her wet body. He smiled at her, the laughter lines around his eyes giving his sun tanned face a fatherly if not grand fatherly look. \'You should be careful what you wear to open the door,\' he laughed, \' a sight like that is enough to give an old man a heart attack.\' Hazel smiled back at him. \'I think I\'d better get on with some work before I do something I might get the sack for,\' he laughed again. Hazel could feel her body start to warm up as his eyes stayed fixed to her body. \'What ever do you mean,\' she laughed coyly. She was teasing him now, she knew exactly what he was talking about, but just stood there in front of him. She could see that despite his age he was getting excited as the bulge in his shorts became apparent. Even through the thick materialHazel could see that hewas very well endowed, and, as she had been expecting a nice day of sexy fun with Mike, decided that she would like to see just how much Tom had hidden away in there. \'Would you like a cup of coffee before you start,\' she asked, and before Tom could reply, turned and walked down the hall to the kitchen. He seemed about to decline, but when Hazel looked behind her, he was walking behind her. Hazel croosed the room to the coffee maker, and with her back to him, undid the tie belt round her waist. As she turned round with the coffee, her robe, as planned floated open. \'now then,\' she laughed, \'what would you do that could get you the sack?\' He might be old but he certainly wasn\'t slow, as he crossed the kitchen towards her and placed his hands on her shoulders, drawing her close to him. Hazel could feel his solid erection through his shorts. He pushed her robe down over her shoulders and stood back allowing it to slip down her arms and drop to the fllor. Hazel now stood naked infront of a man who was at least fifteen years her senior. His eyes roamed over her naked body, and she could see his erection growing bigger as he took in every square inch of her. \'I don\'t know who you are, but I think I know what you want, and if it\'s what I think it is, you\'ll find it right here,\' he said as he ran his hand over the bulge in his shorts. He took Hazels hand and placed it on the front of his shorts. Hazel hesitated slightly. \'How old are you Tom,\' she asked, as she felt his erection twitch under her hand. \'I\'m seventy two,\' Tom replied as he guided her hand to the button at the top of his shorts. Again Hazel hesitated, she was about to feel the cock of a man old enough to be her father. Her hesitation didn\'t last long, as she flipped the button open and lowered the zip. Tom had stripped off his tee shirt, and Hazel had to admit that, judging by his body he didn\'t look his seventy plus years. His chest had a light covering of soft grey hair and his well muscled arms had the glow of a permanent tan. As his shorts slid down over his thighs, Hazel could see that his erection looked even larger through his thin boxers. He stepped out of his boxers and stood back, his hands on his hips, his erection straing inside the soft material. He took Hazels hand and replaced it on the swelling, before moving it to the waistband and easing it inside. Hazel almost recoiled as her fingers made contact with his cock. Any ideas that she had had about him being too old were soon swept aside, just the small area she could feel told her that Tom had a super size cock, and she wanted it. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and eased the boxers down over his hips. She gasped audibly as his huge cock sprang into view. All she hoped now, was that he still knew how to use it. She was about to drop to her knees infront of him, when he picked her up by the waist and sat her on the island worktop, pushing her back, pushing her onto her back. Her legs seemed to open of their own accord, thinking that he was going to sink that massive cock straight into her. Instead she felt his hands on her inner thighs and his hot breath on her open pussy and his tongue flicking over her wet lips and clit, sending shivers down her spine. She gasped as she felt his long tongue part her pussy lips and slide inside her, his cock was not the only thing that was super sized. As his tongue work inside her, his fingers were massaging her clit. The combination soon had her cumming, her body shuddered as his tongue took her to new heights of ecstasy. She writhing madly on the smooth marble. Hazel though he would stop when he felt her juices flowing, but he didn\'t, he kept tongueing her pussy till she thought she would pass out. As he worked her body into a frenzy, she passed into something like suspended animation. It was as though she was looking down on the scene from above. She could see his silver haired head, buried between her thighs. Eventually he came up for air and looked into her eyes. \'You enjoyed that, didn\'t you,\' he smiled. Hazel just managed a strangled, \'yes, it was wonderful.\' Tom sat her up and lifted her down from the worktop. Hazel stood and looked at him. He had his huge cock in his hand. She studied it carefully. It was different to any of the cocks she had had since she lost her virginity two weeks earlier. Apart from being much bigger, it had no foreskin, and his knob was almost scarey, huge and pink, with a heavily veined shaft. Hazels mind imagined those veins massaging her love tunnel as he slid it into her. She didn\'t have to imagine for long though, as he turned her round and eased her forward over the worktop. He guided that huge knob between her legs, rubbing it over her wet sensitive pussy lips until he found the right angle and drove forward. What she had imagined was nothing like what she experienced, as she felt his knob force her lips apart until she thought she would split. He applied more pressure and Hazel felt the relief as the huge knob passed her pussy lips and slid deeply into her wetness. Hazel almost screamed as she felt his veined shaft slie into depths. Her pussy lips were stretched to the limit, but it was the depth of penetration that really took her by surprise. The depth and the feeling of his heavy veining massaging her love tunnel. Hazel had guessed that he was well over twelve inches, and as she felt his knob crush against her cervix, she knew she had underestimated his length. Her whole body was trembling as he powered in and out of her over and over again. He was like a fucking machine as he drove into her time and time again. She had thought that the first orgasm he had given her was special, but this was in a different league it seemed to flow through her body like a never ending electric shock. After what seemed to Hazel, like hours, he said, \'do you like it up you Hazel?\' Thinking he meant his cock, Hazel just moaned, \'yes, oh yes please Tom.\' But he wasn\'t talking about his cock, he meant his cum. He gripped her hips and drove deeply into her and she felt the scalding sensation of his seed fill her pussy. He seemed to go on for ever, pumping jet afte jet into her. Eventually she felt him soften inside her and his cock slipped from her soaking pussy. It was as though a plug had been removed from her pussy as she felt a cascade of cum flow from her and slide down her thighs. Her legs were like rubber as she slowly straightened up. Tom was standing there pulling his shorts back on watching the flow of cum trickling down her thighs. Hazel looked at him, he looked like any other paensioner you would see on the street, no-one would believe that this old man had given her the best fucking she had had in her short sex life. Tom smiled. \'I had better get on with some work,\' he said with a smile. As he turned to leave, he smiled again. \'If you need me, you know where I\'ll be,\' he laughed, patting the now smaller bulge in his shorts. With that he was gone.