"I know that you must be Isabel. Maren told me about her horse hybrid sister."Isabel just stared at me before finally coming to her senses. "Oh ... ye...ah, sure. I'm Isabel, and this is Cyn. But you probably know that already."The other girls saved her from embarrassment, "Hi Gabe, I'm Mandy, and this is Denise."The black girl shook my hand, "They also call me the Match, since I'm a fire elemental. So what are you? I saw that you had an aura or something around you when you faced Lance."I smiled. Without turning around I could tell he was much taller than me. His hands were large and hot with long fingers that dug into my flesh. I stood paralyzed pressed against the bar with the crush of bodies crowding the place. I had been waiting 15 minutes for a drink and was ready to give up and head home. The night seemed a bust since none of my friends had shown and there was little male talent to speak of. I'm quite pale and have glossy dark brown shoulder length curls. At 5'7" with ample C cup. The lovely woman in the story is my cousin aunt who is also our neighbour. Her name is Arti (name changed). She is 47 years old with heavy assets. Her figure is 36-34-40. Although I had a girlfriend but I have always been attracted to older women with busty figures and it has always been my dream to satisfy an older woman. So the story started when one day I came back home after gym and found my house locked and got to know the house keys were at my aunt’s place, so I went to collect them. I. We finished showering and he had me on the bed, drying me up and powdered under my tits and where my bit of belly hung over my legs."You should put powder here mom, so your skin moves smoothly over skin and it will feel nice too."That is true but how does he know that."Well Gussy, you have been wonderful to be with and I have done a bit of shopping. First let me say, ' I am pleased you love dressing as I dress, obviously you have great sense in woman's style and it seems you really love older.