“Should we use condoms next time?” I asked, embarrassed.“Do you want to?” she asked, clearly feeling equally awkward.“It’s better without,...” I smiled. “For me at least.”“Then let’s not bother,” Libby smiled. “It’s too late for today anyway.” She laughed. “If you’ve got any diseases, then you’ve already given them to me and I’m far too old to get pregnant anyway.”I chuckled. There was a long silence during which I inhaled deeply the distinctive aroma of a freshly and willingly inseminated woman;. Her top resembled a burlap sack with velcro fasteners (that way it would fit multiple body types). Because of how it fit she was unable to wear a bra, which would not have been an accessory in that era anyway. This allowed her 36c cup breast to jiggle a little though her breast were firm. The bottom was a skirt that came down to just above her knees. Like the top it had velcro fasteners at the waist and along one side. To keep in the fashion of the time it also under pants that were more like. "Oh i left it here, I was searching for it everywhere. I may have forgotten it here when I came to deliver the food" quickly explaining myself. I left there saying a "Thank you". This one was very close, I thought i was caught but somehow i steered-passed this situation. I came outside her house, hid the book under my t-shirt and went inside my house enjoying every moment of my victory, there was one more thing that was needed to be take care of "I called rohan over the phone and promised him. We locked our lips for French kiss. It continued for 10 more minutes. Then I started pressing her boobs on her top. She moaned slowly. I was pressing her boobs and started kissing her neck.Then I removed her top and I amazed to see her boobs on her black bra. I was kissing her boobs and pressing it. She was moaning loudly. I put one of my hands towards her navel. She was lying on her bed and moaning like aaaaaahh…. Aaaaaaahhh…hhhmmmmmm……ooooaaaaa…… This made me more erotic. I was playing with.