I tried to send a signal for sue to strip. Nothing.I kept winding it up until I got to sixty percent. I dont know why but I started removing my top, T...hen my skirt I was stood there in just my bra and knickers. I wouldn’t go further.Ok reset. How did that feel. Weird I just didnt mind stripping but thats as far as I wanted to go. I see you enjoyed it. Staring at his erection.Woops sorry.Thats ok its massive.No its about eight inches thats about average. Ok do you want to get dressed or try a. As Paulette often jokes about her love life being non-existence since she had married her husband of over 35 years, I decided to dig deeper and get a little cheeky with my questions. According to Paulette, Ryan isn’t the most sexually active men she had ever met. Paulette does love her husband very much for who he is and was reluctant at the start to tell about her troubled sex life. However, as the night progress she mentions that in the occasion that Ryan does make love to her, she didn’t. “You were kinda hard to wake up.”“Yeah, I guess I was,” I answered. “I was dreaming...”I saw her eyes light up at that and let my voice trail off.“I um, do some song writing, you know.”“Oh, cool!” she said. “Any hits!”“I’ve had a few, I said, exaggerating some, but what the hell, I did have two big money-makers and the Grammy to prove it.“Would I know any of them?” she asked, and added, “Oh, my name’s Sydnee.”“Wow, that’s a lovely name ... Sydnee ... maybe I could write about you, ‘Sydnee at. Plus, my mom was just trying to control me. She was jealous that I wanted to fuck other MILFs. She had totally cock-blocked me from fucking Mrs. Matthews, the reverend’s wife, last night. I wouldn’t let that stand.Mrs. Matthews would be mine.And so would Mrs. Reyes.So how could I do it? What technique could I use to get in Mrs. Reyes’s panties? There had to be something. Some awesome technique I could employ. Some sultry and hot and naughty idea that would melt her bones. I bit my lip, my cunt.