As I stood in front of the case of jewelry, looking for a pair of bars to get for my piercing, a familiar voice asked, How can I help you Arielle? I l...oked up, startled, to see Ben standing there with his trademark smirk. Hi again, I said in the sexiest voice I could muster. Im here to get another piercing. Oh really? What are you looking to pierce today? My nipples, I informed him as nonchalantly as I could. A look of complete shock spread across his face before he could stop himself. After he. Her bum was a little large, but her thighs were not too thick yet and her legs were nice looking. Her breasts were still a C-cup, although over the years she had gone from a 34 bra to a 42C-cup, but she thought all in all for a fifty year old, she was still nice looking, in an older sort of way. She did not have sex any more as her husband was very large and not well but she thought that was life. She was a dutiful mother and wife and if that was her lot then so is it. She did still have. Tilting my face up to his, he kissed me gently, lovingly at first. But, in the end, we both were too aroused for any of that nonsense. Our mouths opened wide. Our tongues meeting like two fiery serpents engaged in mortal combat. As our tongues swirled over and around each other, each seeking the advantage, every nerve ending in my mouth was exploding with increase need. A pyrotechnic display of lights, like Fourth of July Roman Candles, was playing out across the insides of my tightly closed. His light brown preened pubic hair signified that he took great care in the appearance of his sexual parts. He tasted clean and if the rest of his body did on occasion smell sweaty, his manhood was fresh and hygienic. Helen was determined to change all of that. If he was renown to cum so hard, now she was going to see how much she could force him to do so with oral sex. His treat and her desire. Harry lay back stroking her hair and reaching out to feel her erect nipple and breast as she slowly.