I hear you whistle as I begin to move to the music, slowly turning my back and gyrating my hips to the song. First removing my shirt and then my skirt..., twirling around now in just my bra and panties. I reach behind and undo the bra, slowly lowering first the straps then tossing it to you across the room. You bring the bra to your face and inhale my scent as you then toss it to the floor. I again turn around and spread my legs as I begin to lower my panties, bending completely forward exposing. Apne views jaroor dena Is baar mai bus safar ke doran chuda….Vo bhi mast smart uncle handsom.. Aur badi baar lund ka size bhi 10.5” ka.. Aur stamina pucho mat… Pura jism hila dene wali chudai.. Jinka mai deewana sa ho gaya aur ek din mai hi 6 baar chudai..Mujhe ek job mili thi..Marketing job jis karan mujhe bus se safar karna padta hai.. Aap to jante hi ho ki bus mai beed hoti hai kabi seat milti hai to kabi nahi.. So mostly mujhe standing mai hi jana padta hai..Jis wazah se kuch log aage aur. I have to admit, though, I was seeing her shirt just fine. She was in her mid-forties, married with grown kids. The peaks of her nipples stuck out; they looked like they were hard enough to cut glass. I answered her trivia and headed for the restroom. All three stalls were empty, as usual. Not many men played bingo, they just came to the VFW to drink, tell stories and maybe score on a lonely housewife. “Good timing,” I thought. I stepped into the last stall, pulled my cock out and started. I always knew our relationship could not go on forever. So how do you want to do this."Marcy smiled and said, "I have some very definite plans. One thing you have taught me is to plan."I nodded, and she then said, "It is a beautiful day out. I would like for us to go to the park, and have a lunch there. I will tell you what I want, what I hope we can do."I agreed with her, and said, "About eleven thirty then."She said, "That will be perfect."I spent the time until then trying to get a hold on.