She quickly dressed to save time, pulling on her knee high stockings, stepping into her skirt, squeezing into her bra, and buttoning her blouse, she t...rned to look in her mirror. She was 5'4" and had hazel hair that contrast to her green eyes. Her blouse was buttoned to a point where you could see a good deal of cleavage, but nothing obscene. Her skirt was a different matter, it barely covered her ass, and without panties, she was vulnerable to wandering eyes, but that only made her heat up. It wasn't sexual or anything, I just wanted to make her happy. She was simple. Her hair was straight, and you can tell that she brushed it just to come to the library. She took very good care of herself: not fat, but not very thin, clean glasses, very nice black coat, and a black skirt underneath. She wore a white blouse and wore her gray hair down. She must have been in her seventies. She smiled at me.The only thing that bothered me in the least was that her teeth were slightly crooked.. What’s wrong with these guys? Here I am, considerately stepping aside for you, and you’re standing around playing with your dicks! I take off the condom, throw it in the bin and take a quick, cold rinse at the shower wedged next to the pool. Even that short burst had raised a sweat. As I dry myself, I note that some other faceless male has finally followed my example and rammed his meat into this less-than-shy creature. Still aroused, I walk over to watch proceedings from near her right. He is a tease! He inserts his finger inside, playing with her clitoris. He is teasing it, pinching it a little, a half moan half scream escapes her lips. She calls his name, begging him to go faster. He proceeds to her opening, Khelia’s legs open wider (almost involuntarily). One finger in, she grinds on it, pushing his finger deeper inside. A second finger in, he is hamming that pussy! She is close. She arches her back letting her spasms take over while she screams his name louder and louder..