He then leaned over and began kissing her ear, moving his hand over her waist. ‘Not here,’ Marianne giggled. ‘Shh, just a little touch,’ Alber...t whispered, slipping his hand under the waistband of her pants. He then slipped it inside her panties and moved downward through her wiry pubic hair. Still standing, she spread her feet out wider, giving him more access to her pussy. His fingers moved up and down, slowly opening her lips and then easing into her. Responding to his touch, her pussy. . they're prime," Ken whispered to his buddy.All of a sudden Helen sat in her chair stripped from the waist up. Her tits were huge. They were relatively firm for a woman of her age and her nipples were stupendous. Dark brown nipples sticking out like big beacons waiting for stormy weather. Ken could tell Jerry was talking and suddenly Helen stood up. It seemed strange when she merely stood erect while a complete stranger removed her remaining clothing. In a brief moment, Ken's ex was completely. **Just appreciating Ms. Boyle for the classy personality, I haven't seen her in a minute now, knowing I miss her rare type of elegance, since the display I speak of is indeed a blessing.**A Late Summer Nite, days getting slightly shorter, though we had hope and growthin the air, by no means it was not A Spring Affair, for we had what's left of Summer starting to disappear.**Just then, a Donna Summer song was heard through the air**from a vehicle somewhere near...**We walked and talked slowly. When he took them she pulled him to his feet and walked him over to the pool. “Just 1,500 meters, Master?” she asked with a quirky grin. “You can do that, surely.” Reaching down behind her he gripped one of her ass cheeks and squeezed it hard. “Yum!” she exclaimed after making a wonderfully warm, contented sound deep in her body. “But you didn’t answer my question, my darling.”“What do I get if I beat you?” he asked.Susan just raised an eyebrow. They both knew that, in spite of having been.