I twisted my position a bit so that I could cup your tit and tease your nipple with the arm that was underneath you. I kept my stroking very slow, but... my rubbing of your clit was driving you wild, and your nipple was as hard as a cherry pit in the palm of my hand as I kneaded your breast while I teased and fucked you. We shifted about a bit so that I could pull my arm out from underneath you and use it to prop myself up. I then was able to lean over you and alternate kissing you and sucking on. " I can see that, Susan," replied the old woman. She pointed her cane at Susan's breast and the hand that covered it. "Looks like he's having indecent dreams, too." Would you mind leaving while we get dressed?" Yes, I would mind. I would mind very much." Her voice conveyed her indignation at the idea that she should have to leave the room. This was her house and they were guests. She looked over at the man still sleeping in the bed. She raised her cane and brought it sharply down on his. She climbed on my legs and proceeded to unbutton my shorts and open up the zipper. My cock was rock hard and she pulled it out and gently stroked it. I was in heaven, and then she pulled off her shirt and let her beautiful y0ung tits go free. Her long red hair hung down over her shoulders, and in the sunlight she was a goddess. I was moaning in pleasure and I pushed my shorts down further. She got up a bit and pulled them all the way off me. Now I was bottomless and she was topless. She. Alive and well at the time of this story, and as mean as a snake whose been stepped on. Not only was he a skinflint, he was a notorious skirt chaser. Marley couldn't look at a woman in a dress without trying to get into her skirts. As he was quite handsome to the ladies, he was also very successful in that endeavor. And that cost us money. Why? Because we were always having to settle with the tramps after he moved on to his next conquest. Again, this cause friction between us but we were a good.