They both had their fiftieth birthdays in February of this year. Back in high school, Brain was a football player and captain of the wrestling team. ...His dreams were to go to law school and become an attorney one day like his father. Vickey was the captain of the cheerleading squad. Her dream was to become a teacher for young children plus having a few herself. One day, Vickey rushed over to Brain’s football practice. ‘I got the scholarship!’ she shouted. ‘I’m going to Stanford University.’. Occasionally, a drip of pussy juice would slip from my folds, or from his chin, and soak into his bedroom carpet.“You did well,” I said finally. I kneeled behind him, and my small breasts pressed into his back. “You deserve a bit of a reward,” I whispered, right into his ear. My right hand reached round, and grabbed his cock. He shuddered. Slowly, very slowly, I started moving my hand up and down.“This is what you want, isn’t it?” I continued murmuring, my lips brushing his ear. “The feminine. Obviously she will sit on her main chair so I sat on one of the two chairs in front of the desk. She went and sat on her chair . She was exactly in front of me , still her clothes, hairs and body were wet. And as I looked at her I could see her cleavage covered in her transparent saree.She looked at me staring at her cleavage! My sudden reaction was to look around the shop so , I just looked around and said wow nice hardware collection you have got here! She replied with one long. My nipples were prominent through the material and he brushed his hands back and fore over them. His fingers reached the buttons on my blouse. As he slowly undid each button my sense of excitement increased.There were only four buttons but it seemed to take an age before Jim separated the sides of my blouse and peeled them back off my shoulders, exposing my breasts. He released the blouse and his hands cupped my breasts. His thumbs flicked across my nipples and I gasped at the sensations. He.