One overcast afternoon as I rounded a corner I came upon a guy tidying us hid garden hedge. He was a smallish man, bald with an almost white beard, ne...tly trimmed. I estimated his age to be late sixties, maybe even seventy. We engaged in some general small talk- the weather etc. I noticed with a delicious thrill that he had clearly noticed my tights and seemed to approve! Over the next few days we ran into one another a few more times, perhaps not entirely accidentally on either part. One day. " "Okay, honey." I kissed him again and calmly rose up right over him. "All this just might say everything," I pointed out, spreading out my pussy lips. "And there is that baby juice plummeting out," I said, as we both watched. It landed down on his legs, but he didn't whine at all. I couldn't be sure how much he got exactly, but then I dropped right back down to him. We didn't say a word or look directly at each other, but we did rub each other's bodies and enjoy the intimacy again. This time,. “Get on the bed,” was all she said to me. I was there in a flash watching her slide her hose off. I admit I was briefly disappointed. She climbed up onto me,” Please let me lick your pussy.” She didn’t say a word as my cock easily slid into her and she started to fuck my brains out rocking back and forth making sure she was hitting all her right spots. I was doing my level-headed best not to cum, I wanted her to enjoy every second. I brought my head up and started to suck her nipple again as. This brought back a poem I wrote many years ago:When Paths CrossAlas we can but follow the paths set forth in our destiny... If by chance our two paths cross, then we may enjoy each other's company till they again go their separate ways... We will never know how much time we have together... So we must make the most of these precious moments... My love, please don't ask why... or how long... Just give to me the feelings that you feel for me and I'll in turn love you as no one before or no one.