I was born in a time where nobody ever heard about computers or the internet. In my days a phone was for the rich. I remember we went to neighbors to ...atch TV and it seemed like magic to me.I am born and raised in this area, never felt the need to leave like others did. And why would I ? Look around and see for yourself. In the spring and summer time the hills are covered with trees creating a patchwork blanket of all sorts of green, yellow and red. The Delaware swirls between them and used to. Matt didn't know what to say but could feel himself going bright red. "Hey that's cute for an old guy and I like that you get embarrassed easily, I can have some fun." The time flew by, she was fun, flirtatious and intelligent and he was charmed by her. Looking at his watch, and the rumble in his belly, it was already lunchtime. "No more coffee, how about lunch?" he asked. "Yeah why not, hold on" and a quick few minutes on her phone and she was free for the rest of the day. Lunch came and. Going to be messy in my pajamas if it is…Our lips met again at the top of the stairs. She using the two step advantage to adjust for our 10 inch height difference. Her ass felt so good, muscular, gripped with both of my hands. I could not wait to feel how tight her other sexy bits would be. My hands had slide under her dress to feel no panties. I expected to find at least a thong. Barring no barriers, my fingers moved to find the moist folds of her, whoa, hairy cunt. It felt natural, not even. The rhythm was slow and careful, Harold warning her when her squirming movements were in danged of taking him too far too soon. After a while, she said, I could come soon - can you cope?” “If it’s just fingers. Don’t ride at the same time. We’re not in a hurry.” Maybe Charmian wasn’t as close as she had suggested because it took a while. But it was worth it. As the orgasm got closer and closer, she closed her eyes and bit on her lower lip, oblivious now of us watching, all her concentration.