And maybe she could, because she did what she does best, which was nothing, waiting until I was ready to talk, or the silence got to me. Whichever.I n...oticed a few more silver hairs in her fuzzy black hair, a few more wrinkles around her wise brown eyes -- laugh lines, believe it or not, in spite of the grief she has to listen to, and not just from me. The bill of sale for her great grandma, who'd been born a slave, hung on the wall behind her desk now, instead of over the couch like in her old. " She climbed on top of me. Her breasts pressed against me and she gave me a deep kiss. I could taste my own cum on her lips and tongue and it turned me on. As we kissed I squeezed her ass cheeks and she ground her pubic mound against me. She was on fire and my head was spinning with the events of the past hour and my lust for this mature woman."Mmmm baby that feels so good, I want your hands all over me." Anita said as she rolled over onto her back. Taking my hand she placed it on her blond. “Yes, yes please,” she replied. Lesley jumped off the bed as quick as ever, she reached into her bottom drawer and pulled out her slimmest dildo and firmest strapon that she owned. Like I said before, Lesley loved sex, she also loved to fuck when the opportunity presented itself. She had fucked other women before, many times, and I knew that when she did she became worse than a male fucking machine on heat. She was worse than any man could be - lust raged inside her when she was doing the. We had hooked up several times and sucked each other but I wasn't able to make him cum in my mouth because I would always cum first then it was over for me. But, one day after we had sucked each other about 100 times and he took my load almost every time, I went to his place. After the routine of me going down on him in his chair, he said that he wanted to lay down so he could suck my cock too. We laid on our sides and started sucking each other in the 69 position. We sucked and fondled each.