“I will send her a message inviting her to visit as soon as I am off duty.” “See that you do.” Picard replied, his mind running rampant with ...dark fantasies about the old bag's sharp teeth and bony skull ridges, not to mention her ridiculously large breasts with the pierced nipples and her big flabby belly. He could not believe that he had not wanted to have sex with her the night she offered herself up to him. If he did not get to bed her before she died of old age it would be one of the. .. dirty. You want to be a dirty girl, don't you, Peanut?"Almost choking on my words I lied, "Yes, darling. I want to be a dirtygirl. A very dirty sissy girl." Maybe that would appease her. Or atleast be a start. But I couldn't fail to do what she really wanted. Iturned my back, leaned forward to grip the edge of the kitchen counter,stuck out my still uncovered butt, silky smooth from the lotion she mademe use on it daily, and wagged it invitingly. I looked back over myshoulder and. There were high-fives all around. It made me proud that all the guys wanted the pussy that I have been fucking for over eighteen years. I knew Nancy would be in high demand at the party.Finally, the day of the party arrived. Before I left for work, Nancy said she was having second thoughts. She seemed quite nervous, but I put my arms around her and told her how much I loved her. To prove my point, I kissed her deeply. She swooned and got weak in the knees and I had to hold her upright. Before. Molly slipped on one of her many night shirts she always slept in, but nothing else. She felt its soft fabric rub against her soft naked skin, her small nipples reacting in puckering and extending outward as the stimulation of the night shirt’s slight roughness slid over them. Then she felt the tail fall over her round bare ass and touch the backside of her legs at the bend of her knees. Molly loved the feeling of being naked under it. She took one last look at herself in the dresser mirror,.