"Let's go get a bottle of wine and another pack of cigarettes then go to your room Dave." I can only nod my head and think just how much better can t...oday get. We arrive at the Embassy Suites and I follow you to the elevator enjoying the sexy swaying of your ass as you walk. "Enjoying the view?" You tease. Standing behind you I squeeze your taut ass and nuzzle your neck and whisper "You know I am baby. I love the way you wiggle." I struggle to keep my composure when the elevator doors close. I. Having laid it on the bed, are you bent down to take off his shirt and pants. Buttons and buckles did not want to listen to. I went over and took the waist and held her close. One hand stroking his stomach, the other lifted her short dress. The picture is very impressive: you stoop down and trying to undress her husband, and this time you rear paw another. Here is my hand fell on the ass and squeezed the buttocks. The second front has fallen panties, immediately arranging a fire there. Turned. Stacey’s pussy was still a healthy pink and her cunt lips looked like thin silvers of womanly flesh. She ran a finger between the folds, spreading the petals open much like a flower. Stacey was readily able to probe her opening, dipping a fingertip into her clear sticky effluent. At sixty two years old, she knew a lot of her close girlfriends had already abstained from sex. They blamed their new-found chastity on the change of life, not having much interest or even the boredom of doing the same. Bobby Miller was new at my school and had come to live just a few streets away. I’dalways been a bit of a loner and Bobby was a similar character. When we discovered ashared interest in comic books we quickly became friends so it was odd that, although he’dbeen to my house several times after school, I’d never been invited back to his home. Aftera couple of weeks I felt I knew him well enough to suggest we went to his place to hangout and when he said it wasn't a good idea I asked why not?.