Mrs Higgins had a smoking hot body on her. Yes there age lines and wrinkles, but she had the body of a woman twenty years younger. She was dressed up...in black fishnet stockings, high heels, garter belt with no panties which showed a bare pussy. She also wore a black corset which showed off a truly spectacular rack. To say she was top heavy was an understatement, she was probably in the same neighbourhood of her next door neighbour Frannys overgrown bust now. You are packing some serious guns. I bet you are just dying to straddle my chest and fuck them with your penis, arent you He just moans. Well they want your tongue, your lips, and your cock. My nipples want to be pinched hard. I am now slowly lowering my panties. Over the swells of my hips, down to uncover my bare pussy and down each long tanned leg. I am not stopping, lower, lower, lower I push them. I bend to remove them entirely and toss them to the floor. I feel the rush of cool air against the wetness of my excited. She had one powerful orgasmas I sucked her clit, and many small tremors as well. It was almost time for her first fucking, and Iinstructed Brad to lower her legs so that she could relax, and then to come and kneel at my feet. I reminded him that it was his duty to suck my cock back to hardness, for fucking his wife. He fell tohis knees without hesitation and sucked my cock hungrily. My cock had been soft for quite a while,but the remnants of my last ejaculation were still oozing from the piss. Of course, I had no intention of keeping that promise because I might be naïve but I was not stupid.The newly appointed minister of foreign affairs was so young I felt absolutely like his aunt Nancy and not an attractive young hotshot correspondent from the BBC. I knew I could walk down the street in Piccadilly and most males eyes would be focused on my tight skirt that showcased my nicely rounded bum no matter which angle you were looking at it from.I could tell after a short fifteen minutes.