He smelled his hand. No, that was not it. He smelled me on his fingers. The arm around my shoulder dropped away. I expected to feel a hand on my ass,... but that did not happen. Instead, two hands held mine. We were nearly shaking hands. This was not typical. He guided me, at least my right hand. Dan had me flatten my hand and then he put my hand down his pants. I felt the waistband on his suit and then the fleshy warmth of his penis against the back of my hand. He let go of me and put his hand. My sexual history is pretty standard, the uneasy gropings in high school trying to figure out how to give a proper handjob, not as easy as most boys think it is. Just ask us girls. Then the gropings turned more into eager exploration and, yes, couplings. I was fucking by the time I was a senior, on the pill, doing it every afternoon after school with a steady boyfriend. Two years of college saw numerous hook-ups, yes, lots of fun, nothing serious, just a lot of sex for the enjoyment of it. Then. I turned her over onto her back and grabbing her legs raised them up into the air.As i grabbed the heels of her boots she said,"Pretty agile for a 65 year old,hey"."bloody amazing actually".At this i place my cock at the entrance to her pussy and rammed it deep into her soaking wet pussy."Fucking hell you bastard.I fucking felt that".I was concerned until she looked up at me and said,"Go on then you fucker.Give Auntie Jean what she wants".Feigning ignorance i said,"What does Auntie Jean. Then she kneeled astride Sukky‘s face, her panties discarded, and Sukky tasted her wetness. She tasted musky, all the tastes and smells of the Orient seem to come from her, Sukky breathed in her odour, then parted the lips of her cunt, and probed deeply with her tongue, enjoying the taste. She didn’t last long against Sukky’s onslaught, and onslaught it was, Sukky was hungry for her. She came that first time so quickly, Sukky nearly missed it. A purring sound caught in her throat, as she.