You see, Geoff wasnt just one of the guys from the old neighborhood that I had grown up with. He was the one guy that, as we grew, I had done some ex...perimentation and exploration with. Yes, that kind of experimentation. We traded messages and caught each other up on what had transpired in the decades since we last talked. We told of our struggles and our victories, genuinely enjoying sharing and hearing about each others life, and seeing how life had actually turned out against the backdrop of. We parted for the time with so much disappointment of less time to enjoy. Upto then we were upto that limits. Here after we became so close and she enjoyed my kisses and way of kissing her and my hand movements at the time of kissing. From then we started bold and chat on full romance. I once again asked for kiss and again met her at her home after 2 weeks of first time. This time we kissed nearly 10 minutes more passionately.As we became so close, I started slowly feeling her boobs on dress. She justneeded some clothing!Olathe started a fire in the fireplace. She was thinking where totravel. Olathe fingered that she was a prostitute or a slave for 15 or16 years. In that home, she saw her in a mirror; it was the first timethat she saw her since she was a hooker. She saw that she aged badly.She looks like 70 years old. Her hair is all white and lots of wrinkleseverywhere. She is thin and she still has great breasts, but she lookslike a grandmother. She shrunk too, maybe about. ... She'd been without panties all night and he'd not known, her pussy lips in easy reach the whole time, suddenly He couldn't resist running his fingers down the soft smooth mound, as his fingers traced over her slit it responded instantly, wetting his hands she moaned as she tilted her head back against the wall moaning in pleasure as he rubbed her swollen clit, slipping one and the two fingers into her tiny wet love hole he loved feeling her stretch around him and her groans became faster.