Sarah was 20 years old, and no one suspected that a 60 year old guy would be any threat to her well-being. My wife staying on to watch some more games... whilst I would drive Sarah's car to take her home. With our home within walking distance, I said that I would walk home after I had delivered Sarah safely to her home.I carried her from the car to inside her home, carefully depositing her on the lounge chair. Sitting on the ottoman, I carefully removed her shoes and socks, noticing that a slight. This is better than I thought, Smirking thought. The first night in the building and I have her all to myself.She hung up and smiled at him. "Well, Big Spender, it's just you and me tonight. My son just called and will not be back for a couple of hours. And my husband works until almost daylight."She took the wine bottles and opened the first. "Go sit on the couch, I'll be right in with a glass for you."Smirking did as he was told. He looked up as Susan walked in from the kitchen still wearing. Her neck and jaw muscles were taut with tension, and he could hear her ragged breathing.From where he was, he could see Mark's fingers continue their assault on Nena's protruding nipples and the desired effect they were having on her body, her chest area coated with a fine sheen of perspiration, her face and chest area flushed.Scott could wait no longer, his cock straining with pent up lust and desire. He scooted down, positioning himself at her backside, his throbbing organ seeking the tight. Your face was picture of feminine charm, seeming sharp and smooth, beautiful blue eyes decorated your face and golden hair that you always kept on a ponytail fell down your back. Your chest was rather large, filling a C cup nicely, you also had a perfect bubble butt that a coin could bounce on. You were proud of your body, but your armour made it so few would ever get to see it.Despite everything, however, there was a dark truth that you kept hidden from anyone. Your status and oaths would.