Surprisingly she never asked me about a condom, and I never offered. I fucked her missionary that night, much to the dismay of my roommate, but I did ...ull out and cum on her tits and neck, with just a little splash making it to her chin. Her reaction was priceless and I heard a muffled laugh from down the hall from my roommate as it all went down.So the next morning I take her to her dorm and drop her off. From that point on it was a pretty regular fuck fest for the next month or so. She’d come. "Wheres Willam?" i asked as i rolled up. She took a second remembering me and said "Oh hello" with a big smile. "Will's dead a few years now. Just selling off the collection finally" she said with a glassy whimsical look in her eyes. She was stunning for her age, around 70, pale, piercing blue eyes, still strong colored natural blonde hair, a thin nordic woman that dressed as if it were 1940; sporting a white outfit i remember seeing Jackie O wear once. I was more than happy to pick her up. I had become an expert in this and would only let go when my fingers use to ache from continuous finger fucking, with my build and strong arms it was not so easy for the females to escape or even stop me from doing the fingering as I use to put my body weight on them.As I planned to do the same with Laila, using spit I put my fingers in her pussy and kept fingering her as she lay quite enjoying herself, I kept moving my finger and then back to her clit caressing and twitching it between my. After some time i could hear somebody shouting my name. slowly I opened my eyes where I could see my angel ramya sitting on bed. and drying her hairs seems like she had a bath few minutes back. She insisted me to get ready as we had planned to roam around the city. I moved inside the bathroom. I could see her used dresses in laundry. I lifted those and found her fresh bra and panties. I could smell her beauty in it.I tasted the pussy area, it was like a sticky gel. I wore that panty and cummed.