I slipped my finger into her pussy and again, she let out a deep sigh.I pulled her down on to my lap, my hard cock between her legs. She inched up and... I repositioned my manhood for entry, as she reached between her legs to guide me into position. She was a tight fit, but a good one. I could feel the walls of her vagina clamping down on my manhood as I slid deeper into her. She began to slowly gyrate her hips in a circular motion, rocking back and forth. She leaned back and I cupped her breasts. . . exasperating woman in my life. ‘By the way,’ she added, ‘I am 22.’ Then with a big grin, ‘You are what? 45? 50?’ I was 29, and would turn 30 in a few months. A fact I quickly informed her of, then threatened to turn her over my knee and give her a spanking for insulting her ‘elders AND betters!’ ‘Oh, spanking!’ she purred, ‘I’ve never tried that but I read 50 Shades of Gray.’ I rolled my eyes at her again and she smirked. ‘I guess you just look older while lying face first in a flower bed .. She'd take hold of my hand and lead me between the trees and we'd sit together on the grass, and she'd ask me to describe what I'd seen. They'd be questions about which nuns I liked best. She'd ask me to describe their tits, their pussies, their asses; the shapes and sizes I liked best; and then she'd ask me shyly whether I'd committed a sin - and how many times, and which of the nuns had prompted those sins.Once I'd grasped that my answers were arousing her passions, I used this knowledge. I am married for 10 years at that time of the incident. Recently my niece visited me from U.K. after 9 years who had turned 21 years. I had gone with my family to the city to pick her up and stayed there for a couple of days. (We stay around 850 Kilometers away from the city) My in-laws are based in the city and that’s where we stay every time. I had seen her when she was twelve years old and was really amazed how she had changed! We didn’t have any problems at the airport, as everything was.