The glass jars were all sealed with wax caps, as had been done before the invention of the screw top lid. Everything was rancid, gone black or dried u...p. I asked the man that came out to help me get rid of all the old jars. I'd buy new canning stock to work with.A wooden door closed off the end of the larder. I lifted the latch and found myself deep within the house in some sort of blocked off or hidden hallway. It came to an abrupt end. On the left side was another hallway cut into the stone.. I felt the bulge on my tongue and proceeded to play my tongue around her. She grabbed my hair in ecstasy and mumbled how good it felt. She was thrusting her pelvis towards my mouth while my hands made their way to her tight butt and squeezed. "I want to lie down, Joe. I can't stand anymore," she moaned. I stopped what I was doing and helped her to lie down. As I made my way on top of her, I gently spread her legs open to see her beautiful pussy in all its glory. The pink labia was now. You think so only now?” – She kept massaging my buddy. The touch of a delicate nylon wildly aroused me.My hands moved to her hips and went thru all the length of her beautiful legs. Perhaps, the sexiest men’s invention – nylon panty hose accentuated all the perfection of her shapes. I heard my heart beating like crazy. It was hard to speak. – “Alas this beauty is available only to me. …mmmm….. I would like some one to see it…..” it burst out absolutely involuntary. Probably I wouldn’t pay any. ‘Lucy’ she replied in a hesitant hoarse voice. ‘Nice name’ I said, taking a step towards her, ‘don’t be frightened; have you done this before?’ ‘Done what’ she said. ‘Made love to another woman in a hotel toilet’ I said reaching out my hand and stroking the backs of my fingers against her cheek. She mumbled something I couldn’t catch, her eyes suddenly downcast, as my fingers curled around the back of her neck and I applied a gentle pressure. She lifted her head, her eyes now fixed on my mouth.