You leave for college next week, but you're finally eighteen, and able to make up your own mind about fucking old men like me."Beth started to reply, ...and then said, "Can we not play that game, and have you just fuck an old woman like me instead?" I would love to. Can I lick you pussy first? It's like a fine wine, and gets better with age." You can have me any way you want me."I love Beth as a person, and lust after her body, as a woman. I didn't need games to get me going. I stripped her as we. She was lying on her stomach and his leftleg was draped over her legs and ass. He smelled herhair and the kiwi-strawberry-whatever-it-was scent ofthe shampoo from just a few hours before. He lay therefor a few minutes, just watching her sleep, remindinghimself of how lucky he was to be here, and for them tobe together after all this time. He placed his palm on her shoulder and very softly,very slowly ran his flat palm over her shoulders, thenagain. Then slowly, down the ridges of her back,. Instead of running away, like soldiers in hostile territory must always keep moving, she stayed around, subjected to the prying eyes of small town people, people whod surely, secretly judge her from distance. Being indifferent to someones plight may be injury enough, no need to add the insult of passing judgment, then again, it was her attitude that contributed to the quiet outrage that unraveled. Think of our immediate surroundings, a few miles ahead. Small town people rarely see anything. I removed hooks of her blouse and gave the freedom for her breast which were tightly arrested. She pulled out my T shirt and was trying to remove my pajama. I helped her in removing and I too pulled her saree and petticoat. She had no inner garment and so was my case. We were naked on the bed and she had clean shaven pussy. This is the first time I am seeing a beautiful lady naked other than my wife. I went over her with strong manhood and all the while playing with breast and taking her tits.