.." I took another brief glimpse. "It's like it's been brushed out to either side; there are long sweeping lines -- like a brush stroke on a painting.... It makes your pussy seem high class, royalty, that sort of thing. You know how society women might have their hair all twisted up at the back of their head for some charity dinner? It looks like you've taken that special effort."Then the way you're sitting means that my eyes get drawn along the long lines of your legs until I reach your pussy.. ” I softly said as we continued to hug.I feel Widow Smith take a deep breath in and she steps back away from me. Her eyes lock onto mine and then she slowly lowers them and stares at my hardening cock for several seconds before speaking:“I can keep your secret but it’s going to cost you. You are going to fuck me just like you fucked Dawn’s Grandmother. It’s been years since I felt a hard cock.” Widow Smith said as she reached out and took hold of my now hard cock.“Dan always said, never to. " Yes Sister," she replied, kneeling beside me.She undid my belt and unzipped my pants letting them pool around my ankles. She pulled my boxers off my hips, allowing my fully erect cock to spring free."Oh my," she murmurred."Something wrong Sister Anne?" Oh, nothing Sister Margaret. It's just that it's so big! I've never seen one curved like this before."She kissed the dusty rose colored crown, letting her lips linger before opening her mouth and sucking the head of my cock inside. I let out a. But…this short back and forth, his expressions and my verbal responses were in a playful mode. So my antenna never went up in defense so to speak.Ok…we were settled in and I wanted to go to the beach, have a cocktail, unwind a bit from ten hours of total travel time.“I don’t know what you want to do, but I am going to relax on the beach” I said more to myself than Mark.I grabbed my suit, hesitated when the skimpiness of it hit me, then told myself what the hell and went into the bathroom to.