Now I am going to touch it." He ran his fingers over me and played with me and I felt myself get wet. He smiled and said "See you like to be touched b...y me. Your pussy is very wet." He then rubbed the wetness and then licked his finger. He pulled his pants down and told me to rub his cock. First it was just a little hard but as I rubbed it he got real hard. He then began to kiss and lick my pussy and I actually liked what he was doing. He spread me wide open and began to lick and suck me and my. More than that, I care for you.”“You do, Ellen? I care for you too, more than you’ll want to hear.”“I don’t think I can hear enough of that, Richard.”The moment was there, and the kiss was imminent. But it was not to happen. A strange man approached them. He was dressed in city clothes, neat but not overly stylish.“Miss Ellen Trilby, I presume.”Ellen was too shocked to deny it.“And who might you be, Sir?” Richard demanded, angry over the crude interference.“Major Dennis Fox, at your service! I. Susan's mouth had a sweet taste. The scent of her hair, her perfume, excited Diana, an excitement more intense than anything she'd felt in years.She held Susan's face in her hands and kissed Susan's eyes. "Don't say a word," Diana whispered. "Not yet." She dropped to her knees and pulled Susan's panties down her hips and thighs and legs, and then off her feet. Then she clutched Susan's ass in her hands and buried her face into Susan's small bush. She could hear the sudden intake of Susan's. However as the years pass by and you get tired of being a slave to your lawn, you just want the grass to die or just pave it over and paint it green. My riding lawn mower cost more than the car I drive. Hence the need for me to fix my own exhaust system.It was hot that day so I was only wearing my cut off blue jeans, shoes, and socks. My wife loves to see me topless and of course I love to see her topless too.I am almost sixty-one years old and my wife just turned fifty-seven years old. Now.