He realized that she was the woman he had been dreaming of without knowing he was dreaming. She was everything he had wished for without knowing he ha... been wishing. His hands on her hips became insistent, pulling her back against him. Wanting to become a part of her, wanting to lose himself in her. Clare bent low cradling her head in the folds of her arms on the railing of the balcony. This man was taking possession of her. It dawned on her that he was slowly but surely taking possession of. Clark was 57 years old and a pretty normal guy at 5’10” tall and about 175 pounds, and he seemed to be in good shape from working out. I felt a little jealous of them since they both enjoyed the same hobby and could spend a lot of time together, while I had to attend these shows alone.Betsy was a lovely woman of 54 years old. She was what you might consider to be a full-figured woman, at 5’8” tall and about 160 pounds, but she definitely was not fat, and she had a beauty that is hard to. Can I touch your feet Tam.? I smiled with my reply, “Well of course honey, after all you've been so kind to me today.” I watched as she actually licked her lips as she reached out and took my left foot in her hand. Her slim fingers and carefully painted nails softly ran over my toes feeling out each one. I had to admit it was rather exciting, something I'd never experienced before, I was a bit surprised to feel my cock stir in my jeans. Her voice dropped into a soft whisper almost as talking to. It took the other person a quite a while inside. Finally after some 20 minutes or so, the person left. I removed my stole and folded it and put it in my handbag, removed my hair clip, tousled my hair, brought it on one side over my shoulder, pushed my boobs up and walked in. to say his eyes popped out is a mild phrase. He was speechless; didn’t know where to look and so kept starting at my cleavage. I just walked in and sat on the chair meant for the patients, kept my handbag on the floor for.