So I can see everything. She is putting on a show for me, I can tell. The way she is sliding the soap over her nicely aged, plump but sexy body. Espec...ially when she passes it between her legs. She bends over and I can see her juicy pussy lips just hanging there begging me to come and service them. She decided to invite me to help her. She mentioned a couple of sexual encounters that my client had told her about and she wanted me to help her experience an orgasm again. She had been widowed for a. But I was looking for a different look—totally cute and innocent which was not like me at all. I put on a little blue cotton dress, a pair of sandals, and donned a blond wig. The wig was long enough that I could put pigtails on either side. Even the light blue cotton panties I was wearing gave me the feeling of a young innocent female, or, so I thought at the time. I put on some light makeup and a little eyeliner on my eyes, grabbed my purse, and a zipped up hoody sweat shirt and left my. Mera lund to mahol ki wajah dhire dhire jaag rha tha.Maine didi ko ek aur glass diya.Main : didi main aapko aise nahi dekh sakta. Aap ek ladke ki wajah se sab ladko ko dosh mat do. Main bhi ladka hu aur main aisa nahi sochta.Didi : (beer pete hue) tu jhuth bolta h.Tujhe bhi main kali kaluti lagti hu na? Teri biwi bhi gori hi layega.Main : nahi didi. Ladki mein aur bhi cheeze hoti h aur ladke sab kuch dekhte h.Didi : toh bata kya main kisike pyaar ke kabil nahi hu? Kya mere andar koi gun nahi. He slowly started to rock into me and though he held his body above mine, I wrapped my arms under his and pulled him closer, wanting our bodies to be completely touching at all times. Our lips would meet for mere seconds, allowing quick access of our tongues, only to break quickly to release moans of euphoria. I never let my hands leave his body or his mine, almost as though we were both fearful we might lose the other at any moment. But we were already lost inside each other. My body moved in.