"Come on, grandma, now it's time for us to go downstairs." He took her by the hand, helped her off the chair, after which both left the room heading f...r the living. Once there he pulled her to the mirror and turned her around, so that she was now able to look at her, while Tommy was watching from over her shoulder. Geraldine looked at her reflection in the mirror and was speechless. Although she knew it was she, there was practically no recognition. In the mirror she saw a woman in her forties.. I told Dad I didn't remember exactly why we were there. Dad made up the rest of the story all by himself.Actually, he did get some other parts of the story right, but don't tell him, OK? I think about all I'm going to say about that is, yes, we all left the Pentagon happy that night. You know the best part? Monica's dad works there, at the Pentagon, I mean, and he told us who to call at the security force operations center. You can bet we didn't tell him why we wanted to know that. Anyway, we. She washed herself thoroughly, her hands caressing every inch of her skin that she could reach. She paid particular attention to her breasts, crotch, armpits and feet, her hands lingering just long enough to set herself on the beginning of the path to arousal, but no more. She wanted to save herself for later.Stepping from the shower, she dried herself equally carefully. The large, fluffy towel felt deliciously soft against her skin and she found herself humming again. Tonight would be special;. For some reason my legs gently parted for Tony as he felt his way up and to my pussy mound and he moaned into my mouth as his fingers felt the soft skin around my shaven pussy.Tony broke the kiss and whispered, "I love a shaved white pussy." Tony continued to kiss me as I felt his fingers gently trying to part my pussy open. Finally Tony's finger had found its target and he gently started to insert it inside me and rubbed my clitoris. My pussy was getting wet by this time but Tony withdrew his.