I stood from the bed and pull her in my arms. She melted easily in my arms. I put my hands around her waist and gripped her body in my arms… My lips... hovering just above her moist lips. I could feel her hot breath burning my lips. I gently lowered my lips over hers, kissing her soft rosy lips. Mansi closed her eyes… Her body shook violently in my arms.My lips traced along her cheeks… Near her right ear.“You’re very beautiful Mansi.” My voice came out as a hoarse whisper. “I love you.” My tongue. Old like a Silver Daddy should be (55), but has the MUSCLES (still stocky and slight chubby from drinking beers every day) OF a young teenager with test levels through the roof. He is 5 ft 9 inches 220 lbs thick meaty physique bald and bear beard that screams MAN. He really tested my ability to keep servicing him while under the microscope or repulsed people. In fact I get more turned on now when angry people catch me in public doing faggot things. I try even harder to please my partner when. I shallowed out my dive a bit and raked the rear Corsair the same way only this time he was much slower and I got all weapons on and two hits to the right wing with the same damage to the other places. I then pulled the nose up to see if additional passes would be necessary and one of the Corsairs was still up. I left him to the Fighters and zoomed for the ground. I didn't want the other four Fighters to come up. On the ground with the wheels down and the canopies up the Fighters are much more. I chuckled and said "OK, good!". I knew Peter wouldn't care (I actually looked forward to telling him about it! ), but I didn't want Ben to know that. I told him that the bikini fit well, except for up top. I pointed at my breasts and said "I'd worry that I might pop out of this thing". He started staring at my tits, which were not far from his face, and said "it looks like it'll hold". I shifted the small triangles covering my nipples back and forth a little and said "I think this top is to.