The thing is I am very addictive to sex, as I was away from wife, I used to jerk twice a day, sometimes thrice, I like sex a lot, even I think about s...x at all time.I use to think about the women in old age home and masturbate and that is my routine night work. This story is about my encounter with a oldy in old age, her name is gauri,she is 56yr old, her husband died 2 yrs before, she was with her daughter family, as they went to usa, she was here in old age, she told they will call back after. Agar mein ouski baat maan loun aur ousko chod daaloun toh is tarah voh apnay boyfriend ko kaise sabaq sikha sakay gi. Ous ne meri baat suni aur buht dheemi aawaz mein kaha keh meray paas aqal naam ki koi cheez nahi thi. Aakhir voh bilkul bila wajah toh mujhko aisa kerne ki request nahi ker rahi thi. Ous ne kaha keh Victor ko phuddi chhatne ki jitni lagan rehti hai outni chodne ki nahi hoti aur ousne mujhay yeh bhi kaha keh mein apni Manee ka pura load ouski choot ke andar ejaculate karoun aur. I saw her say something to them and then turn and lead them to the table. My fathers eyes were out on stalks ogling Felicity as they followed her. They sat down opposite us. “Can I get you a drink?” Felicity enquired. “Aye, Ill have a pint of best bitter, and she,” my Dad said referring to my Mum, “will have a small glass of white wine. My Mum looked small and old and was wearing a dull knee length sun dress and her hair scraped back into a pony tail. She 2wore no make up or jewellery. She. I could tell that she was, once again, a little taken aback by my direct approach but, at the same time, I could tell from the flush on her face and neck, and by the way that her eyes sparkled, that she was enjoying being ordered to expose herself for my sexual gratification. Raising her bottom from the bed, Jenny eased up her skirt to expose the lacy tops of her black stockings, suspender straps and her little white panties. She half laid back on the bed and, without me asking, she spread her.