What surprised me was how big he looked, unless he was pranking me somehow.We were as affectionate to each other as most brothers and sisters were. Ho...wever, I wanted to know if he was really that big, or stuffing something inside to make it appear he was.My plan was to become close enough that I could feel it up against me. I was always hugging him, sometimes really tight. He was keeping himself composed much more than I ever expected him to.So, the next time we got in the pool together, I. As she left I sat opposite Audrey and she was telling me about herself.She was 67, been widowed for six years but before her husband was a drinker and he made her life miserable, “He was a right bastard” she said as I laughed. I looked at her, she was overweight, around 5’5”, white hair, big tits, wearing a blue cardigan and blouse with a blue skirt with what looked like tights. She sat and I moved so I was literally facing her, we were inches apart.For some unknown reason as she talked my cock. “You could let me fuck those tits. I’d love to come all over them.”She gave a quick shake of her head, then took three fast, but deep breaths. She levered up on still wobbly arms, and looked back at him, revealing her face was flushed, and damp with sweat.“Just do it,” she said. “Fuck me and fill me up. Don’t hold back. Fill me full of cum.”“Really?” he said, excited at the prospect of letting go inside her. No woman had ever let him do it before.“Yes. Do it. Give it to me.”Liam took. ” she added, almost suggestively. I hated to admit I was that susceptible, but I couldn’t help contributing. “Oh yeah, you gotta find the right kind of guy to rock your world.” I added. “Someone who’s not afraid to learn all about you and figure out the best ways to make you moan and think about nothing but the sex.”Molly chuckled to herself. “Yup. I have to admit, I really like when someone knows what they’re doing and can hit all of those spots.” she contributed. “And it’s nice to lose.