This was already another ‘May’ in miniature form, my first ever older woman who had drifted from my life.However, Jane was just one night and I co...nsidered myself lucky that we had met. Although the age difference between myself and May was thirty seven years, I had never fucked a woman as old as Jane and she was an actual Granny which was my ultimate fantasy, that was an accomplishment in my eyes.I thought about her perceived inexperience sexually and put it down to Jane playing games with me,. No, her concern had been on what Mustava was going to do once he had led her away. What she had seen happening to the other women along the way, she knew she would never forget. No wonder Anubis had told her to keep her eyes down.Mustava had taken her to a furnace of a room. Put in a stockade, wrists chained up behind her, legs spread and tail braced up helplessly, he had prattled at her as he worked. He said she was special. Anubis had never brought him a slave before, much less a personal. Holy shit! It was as though she was pulling my very soul up and out of me. After a few minutes of that, she rolled me to the side and I flipped on top still connected.I was pumping along feeling so great, when all of a sudden there was the feel of a cold hand on my ass. That is when the screams started.An older lady was running down the aisle toward the door. Next was the flashlight of the usher, then the flashlights of several police officers. We were escorted from the theatre, loaded, into a. There was a time in her life that she hadn't even considered driving a car, much less the sleek silver Jaguar coupe that purred under her as she drove out of Manhattan, heading for the mountains (or what passed for mountains in New York State), occasionally glancing at her map to keep orientated.Mr. Buccannon had tried to insist that a company limousine drive her, but she felt the need to get away from the city and its trappings. She was, after all, a country girl herself. She'd grown up in a.