Anyway, I had some naughty thoughts as I put the bikini on and inspected myself in the mirror. Considering I'm in my early 50s, I thought I still look...d good. I'm 5'4" and weigh 110lbs with small A cup breasts, a somewhat firm tummy, and a round, still firm butt. I've never been one for a bald pubic area, but I do keep it trimmed.Heading through the kitchen, I gabbed a cooler with ice and a bottle of white wine along with my new book. Spreading a towel on the chaise lounge, I made myself. Where they’d like to cum.Jo realised the men are stood all around. All very close.Jo felt the woman’s fingers tugging at her knickers. Very quickly they’re round herupper thighs, soon to join her bra, blouse and skirt on the floor. She was down to you stockings, suspender belt and stiletto shoes.And the woman soon knelt between Jo’s legs, her soft mouth on gently caressing Jo’s now sopping wet cunt.Jo also noticed one of the old men wrapping her knickers round his cock, slowly stroking himself. Don't listen to what others say, it's your body, and you can damn well do whatever the fuck you want with it." She nodded. "Now, do you have a mirror here somewhere?" I asked. She shrugged. "In the bathroom," she answered, pointing to the door. The bathroom was right next to her room, on the second floor of the building, so we went there quickly. It had a large, ornate standing mirror in one corner and I placed her in front of it, wrapping my arms around her as my hands ran down the front of. I was stroking myself in the same frenzy as her. All those thoughts about screwing her were back in my mind. She finished and watching her orgasm so did I. Realized then that my sweet pious bhabhi was masturbating herself with my t-shirt at night and washing them early morning leaving no signs of her dirty work. I had a surprise waiting for her next morning. She woke up as usual and came to the bathroom first, and I was waiting there for half an hour already. It was perfectly executed. She.