As Chiyori sits on the bed, she is a bit nervous, but the host talks softly to calm her senses. He touches her hand, and asks if she likes to be touch...d and caressed. He has her stand up and takes a closer look at what she's wearing. Under the dark stockings is a sexy thong. The host is amused as he assumes that she chose it specifically for this day. The host has Chiyori spread her legs out on the bed, still completely dressed. She admits that she's very sensitive as the host touches her. “What are you doing?” ELiza asked as she saw a reflection of him extracting his member in the mirror, “Oh god you are all mad!”“Have no fear madam, I am merely discomforted by this talk,” he said and at that moment his father walked in. The Viscount was a tall upright man of approaching sixty years, still able to hunt and to ride as many a slow moving chamber maid could attest, though somewhat hard of hearing and very slow thinking and prone to misunderstandings.“Put it away boy,” the Viscount. BBW seems to be the order of the day as well and I have no trouble attracting both male and female friendships so I am not complaining either. I suppose being 44E and ample thighs with slim legs does help a little too.Since I turned 50 my sex drive seems to have rocketed through the roof and I can never seem to get enough. I spend a couple of hours a day browsing, both on my own and with my husband David. That keeps us both 'on fire'. We do have our own space and do like to wander now and then.. I wasn’t bad looking. I had slender curves in all the right places. I cupped firm and perky virgin breasts, and imagined my dad holding them. The little shenanigan I had got into with my dad had aroused my nipples enough to stand erect, jutting out of my breasts, pointing straight ahead. I was fully waxed, except for the little bush that covered my mound. I turned around a bit, and looked at the reflection of my ass. I wiggled it a bit, and gave it a nice squeeze. I really wasn’t that bad.