I looked down along my body to where her ringed fingers -- slender, graceful and elaborately manicured -- stroked my pussy's stubble."It is a little s...ort, but adequate, I think. There will be a little pain involved. Would you like something for it?" Oh no! I want the full experience!" Good!" she responded. "I think, maybe you are a wicked, wicked girl?"I sighed. "I suppose." It would depend on how you defined "wicked," I thought.After a moment of powdering me with tantalizing pats she spread. You'd come and sit on my lap after you'd had your bath, dressed in your short little nightie, your bare bottom wriggling on my hardening cock and wrap you arms round my neck as I kissed you ... it seemed natural to drop my hand on you warm bare thigh and stroke your leg...Then, one night, our tongues touched ... I licked your little pink tongue as you poked it out at me, and you giggled. I pushed mine against your teeth, and your mouth opened slightly, enough for me to start exploring while I. She slipped her fingers into the waistband, then pulled them down."Oh wow!" Brad let out, still touching himself, and Laurie chuckled. He saw her naked countless times before, but each time it was beautiful and exhilarating. Brad took in the image of his naked wife and ran his eyes down her sexy body. He studied her round boobs and erect nipples, her flat stomach, and started tugging on his cock faster as his gaze moved between her legs. Her pussy lips were smooth and sexy, her bright pink. She sat on the bed, spread her legs and showed me her vagina. She said, “ This is what you need. A Pussy. I have one. So use your cock and both of us will be happy. “ I thought she was right. All I wanted was a woman to be with and enjoy each other’s body. I kissed her without any hesitation. Both of us enjoyed ourselves.I still did not knew her name. I asked, “ What is your name aunty?” She looked at me and said, “ Beta, we are just about to fuck and you are calling me aunty. I might be 37.