As she sat on the swing that occupied one corner of the porch. Tara watched as she made Jake lie down by her feet. When the woman swung a back pack of...f from her shoulder and pulled out a laptop computer Tara went into the room next to the swing. The window that looked onto the porch from this room was open a bit as the weather was not so hot as to make it uncomfortable. Also the only cooling the house had was a swamp cooler which needed at least some of the windows to be open at least a. Now you see it, now you don’t, popped into my head. Its appearance and disappearance under his stroking was mesmerizing. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Emily’s unruffled, quiet, and wise grandfather had transformed into senior citizen erotica; I was transfixed.His member became stiff, his stroke became quicker and shorter. He looked down and watched the foreskin slide smoothly over his shaft.Suddenly, he stopped stroking and removed his hand. If ever the word tumescent was appropriate this. When I met my wife, Eva, I remember she told me that she did not want tomarry a "macho" Spanish man like her father but I did not think much moreof this. She would wear sexy miniskirts which I loved and did not mindme stroking her legs as I drove her around.Eva had a great range of fancy dress costumes too and would dressfrequently as a French Maid in a skirt that barely covered her ass letalone the top of her fishnet stockings. She would also wear really highstilettos.The other costume I. I think you need to learn a little respect." She said in that stern voice from earlier, "Remember when I said that maybe next time I will fuck you properly?" Another shapr slap greeted my cheeks."Answer me!" Yes mistress" I think its about time I make good on that promise." She said as I felt her weight shift to the front my the bed.She removed the blindfold from my eyes and as I tunred my head to the side to look at her I could see that she was kneeling next to me, and as I moved my eyes up.