.aaaaah….oh god…please…” She could bear it no more and shot out with a heavy orgasm as she tried to close her parted thighs, but I forced her ...eep them parted somewhat as I desperately wanted to drink her love juice of the first orgasm she had had thus far with me.I looked up at her and said, “How did it feel, Namita?” She had no answer, and neither did she need to give one, as the pleasure she had derived from this orgasm was written all over her face. She just closed her eyes and gave a deep. "I'm very flattered."Her voice was warm and strong, not feeble like a lot of older people. I usually hate little old ladies, but this was different. She was special-- simple. I stood close to her as we walked, and I tried to hold my hand out so my knuckles could touch her hand, but it didn't really work. My urges told me to hold her hand or show her I cared, but I think she knew already."Do you give this kind of attention to all your customers?" she asked."No," I said, honestly. "I've never. So up I went to her apartment. I got washed in the kitchen sink while Mrs. Cooper made some instant coffee for us both.‘I must thank you properly.. What’s your name again?’ She asked. ‘It’s George. George MacKay.’ I told her. ‘Well George. This is for you.’ She said and lean forward and kissed me on the cheek. ‘Your my saviour, George.’ She then kissed me again this time of the lips, hard and long, her arms went round me and she pressed her body against mine and pinned me to the kitchen sink.. As I asked another question, I was close to her, so close, I finally reached out and kissed her as she gathered me in warm embrace. She had such nice full lips as our tongues reached each others. It had been so long since I had felt a kiss, a real kiss, a deep sensual sexual kiss. She then led me to a roll of carpet, sat on it and started to unbuckle my pants. I couldn’t help her fast enough, it was just seconds later and my cock was in the air, and seconds later it was enveloped between.