It was always a thrill watching Gramma get undressed,no matter who did it. Her short,buxom frame was very well preserved,especially for being seventy ...two years old! Her overly large,42FF breasts,swung ponderously,but that couldn't be helped,and although she was wide through the hips,her stomach was not fat,and neither was her ass or her thighs. Gramma was still firm with muscle. In fact,whenever someone complimented Her on her physique,She would laugh and tell them; "It's all those horses I. ”“…the touch of your skin, taste of your kiss; my hand tracing its way down from your neck all the way down to your thigh.”At this point, I am getting hot from what he is saying.“Dude, this is my wife you’re talking about. That was a drunken night for us and Amy and I have dealt with it, but I really don’t need the play by play!” I tell Tyler, almost yelling at him.“Okay, Okay, I’m sorry…… but everything you said about her cock sucking skills was true.”“Dude!!!”“Sorry, Sorry.”Tyler leans back. It was the first time I’d been kissed by a woman for years. It was only a friendly peck but it shook me up. Maureen had been one of Rita’s friends. I couldn’t remember that she had ever touched me. Yet she had just kissed me. I liked being kissed by her, but it felt much more important to me than it should. Maureen seemed to sense that my reaction to that kiss was unusual. She was studying my face. There was a long silence between us. ‘Paul?’ Maureen said quietly. I looked at her. ‘Paul, you. “Whatever you say,” I answered, placing my hands on her hips and lining myself up with her entrance. Sonya looked over at me, eager to watch. “Do it,” she ordered. I pushed the head of my cock inside and roared with pleasure. Tami’s body was like heaven. So wet and warm and tight. She whimpered with pleasure, grabbing handfuls of the bed sheets as I slid smoothly inside her sheath, all the way to the root. Her soft buttocks pressed against my pelvis. It blew my mind. Months of flirting and.