To my shock, when I asked her age, she said she was 65 years old. I had sex with older women but never had BDSM sessions with any older women. She was... older than my mom.After talking for a while, we exchanged our WhatsApp numbers. I requested a video call. She agreed to it and asked to call after an hour. I called her after an hour. She was in the hotel room wearing a gown and looked like she had just taken a bath.I asked her to keep her phone in front of the table and stand still so that I. "Your mother thought she could have my husband! Well I've had the last word on that. Why do you think we haven't talked for years? It was because my fucking husband couldn't keep his hard on away whenever she was near."Bertie closed his eyes in embarrassment as well as from teen sucking sensation.Auntie shook her head as his naivety. "Damn fool, she'd have never let him in a million years, but it didn't stop her flaunting herself; always having to compete with her big sister." Stephanie's eyes. After a few more licks from end to end of my pussy, he spread my lips and kissed me just above the clit. Waves of pleasure spread across my body like a wildfire each time his tongue made contact with my commissure. I had no idea where Randy had learned about this particular spot, but thank the gods he did!My heartbeat became rapid and my breath ragged as my arousal grew. Every now and then Randy would flick his tongue up my clit before gliding a thumb across; it was wonderful, but I couldn’t. She giggled and gave a small sigh. “Let’s hear it.”“I don’t know but lately I can’t stop...” he paused to gather more courage. “I can’t stop thinking of you with another man.”She lay down and snuggled against him before responding. “Ain’t never going to happen.”He was silent for a long time before he heard her ask. “Why?”“Why what?”“Why this fantasy and why can’t you stop thinking about it?”“I honestly don’t know. I saw read something or saw a snippet or something about wife watching and it.