I pulled her on my chest n started kissing on her cheeks so madly as my hands were pressing her round soft buttocks.This time she said nahhhhhh with m...oan n then started reciprocating ..she extended her lips toward me and I placed my lips on hers with some hesitation ,for never did I kiss any girl on her lips before …..ohhhhh, what a strange feeling ! Our lips were locked together for sometime…I was getting more courageous . I slid my hand through her kameez to have the super soft feel of her. “I’m like a slow bake oven. It takes me a little bit to get warmed up,” she disclosed. “But once I’m there, I can cook as good as anyone else.”“I bet so,” I replied. She uncrossed her legs and readjusted her cut-offs, pulling at the edges close to her crotch.I didn’t sense any uneasiness in the flow of our conversation, so I decided to pry a bit to see if there was an opportunity that might open a door.“So what is your perfect guy?” I asked.“Well, he has to be secure, well established, have a. She did leave me the TV, but she took most of our DVDs. She was the only one that watched them anyway. I spend too much time now writing to watch movies, or at least I did."As to why she left, she said that I had become an oversexed pervert in my old age, especially since I began writing and posting those stories on line. Of course, she never would suck my dick, not once in forty-two years did she give me a blowjob. She wasn't into anal, either. She said a lady didn't do either of those. They. . uhh... uhh." Tracy pulled herself up tight against me reaching round to cup my swaying tits, her fingers pinching and rubbing my nipples. Her own tits, with their hard nipples were pressed in to my back. Her mouth was caressing my neck. Her thrusting was reduced to short, upward jabs from her hips. The cock was jammed tight up me with only small movements but it still felt wonderful. Tracy murmured," Is this nice Ann, can you cum like this? I want to hear you cum." I replied,"Oh God Tracy,.