..My girlfriend, Andrea !! – “Why Hi Darling how are you…?” It turned out that she was dressed to the nines, too, and as it was such a nice da... she wanted to know if I fancied taking her for a walk. Perhaps I should explain here that Andrea is a kind of subbie little BITCH and she just loves it when I take control of her and lead her into all kinds of pervy mutual pleasure that we both get off on so much.So I suggested that I take her down to the woods where all the perverts go and as she just. At the airport, I stood with a placard with her name “Neha”. The agent had told me she was a 50-year-old lady so I didn’t expect much.I was standing in the airport lobby waiting for her when suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder from behind calling my name “Joe”.I turned around and there she was! Standing there was the most beautiful 50 year-old-lady I have ever seen. She was in a black top and navy blue jeans.Neha: Joe?Me: Mrs.NehaNeha: Yup. You look surprised, dear.Me (smiling): I was. After a couple minutes, she cam back downstairs and DAMNED if she wasn't wearing only a thin lacey lingerie that covered almost NOTHING! She asked me if it was ok if she wore that and that she had been wanting to show it off to SOMEBODY since she was now single! I stammered out a few words of approval and she sat back down next to me and placed her hand on my thigh. I could clearly see her tits, nipples and even her snatch since the material was see through. She leaned over to me and explained. His black eyes scorched me, and the intensity of the heat in his gaze was enough to send bolts of electricity racing through my veins and down into my smoldering pussy. I began to slowly undulate my hips as I threw my head back and ran my hands through my long black hair before sliding them down my neck, and finally to my thrusting tits. Dressed in skin tight black lace, my large milky breasts were straining against the fabric, as if begging my lover to touch them. As I ran my hands over my.