"I am, aren't I?" Suggestive little smirk as she says this."Which means you call the shots." Is that how it works?"Being very sexy with me now. She's ...licking her lips, biting her top lip, all that."That's how it works." Good," Jessica laughs. "I like being in control." Mmm, I can tell." So how about a beer? Thirsty work fixing that tap." Sure, gorgeous."She enjoys me calling her that. She beams and pouts, flicks her hair, and then she turns and goes over to the monster fridge and I'm treated to. ’‘Nope! I’m exactly 50,’ the woman says happily.A little while later she goes into McDonald’s and asks the counter girl the very same question.The girl replies, ‘I’d guess about 29.’ The woman replies with a big smile, ‘Nope, I’m 50.’Now she’s feeling really good about herself. She stops at a candy shop on her way down the street.She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the assistant the same burning question.The clerk responds, ‘Oh, I’d say 30.’Again she proudly responds, ‘I’m 50,. My legs were spread apart as I lay there helpless with this stranger.He didn’t offer his name and I didn’t ask. I thought it would be better for the story if he remained anonymous.He slowly took my shoes off as he told me how beautiful my legs were. He touched them, running his fingers up to my knee. I pretended to be his captive. I watched as he threw my shoes into the fire.I decided to play the part of an unwilling victim. He agreed and said the story would be more realistic if I acted as. She wasn’t expected to be back for another two days and I needed some relief. She always wore really sexy panties and I loved the way they felt when she would grind up against my bare cock during foreplay.Being as horny as I was I went to the dirty clothes hamper and found the pair of panties she was wearing the last night we had made love. I remembered how wet she was and how she had soaked through the delicate fabric. I brought them to my face to smell. I could still smell her sweet pussy and.