She was about 59, had a DD breast, and a small shapely waist with a little strip of black hair covering her pussy. She looked at me for a few minutes,...before doing anything. Sorry, Im so clumsy, she said. She reached for the towel, when she rose back up she had the towel in her hand I took her hand and held the towel down. Wendi, you have a beautiful pussy, I said seductively. She smiled sweetly, Brooke, would you like to taste my sweet little quim, she asked? I looked at her, and knelt on the. She had come out of the house and was stretching and pulling at her shirt. She looked back at the house and then went to the garden shed in their back yard. She pulled her arms inside her shirt, did that magic thing girls can do to undo a bra, and pulled it out from under her shirt. She put her arms back out the arm holes, wadded up the bra and stuffed it in a can in the shed. Then she ran off to play, or do whatever teenage girls do when they’ve just ditched their bra. I saw her on another day. (I forgot 2 tell u readers that I m a qualified measure having a degree from Bangkok university Thailand) I raised her night tie up 2 her knees apply cream on her calf’s n ankle gave her legs good massage, she was feeling good. She had closed her eyes n was silent. Here I must say she had wonderful silky legs, smoother than Namitas. After few time I said aap ghoom jaiye main aap ke kamar aur back per massage kar deta hoon. she hesiteted n said na na main thek hoo I forced n said main janta hoo. It was asI was taking off a T-shirt and a pair of trousers without themiddle part in it. Taking ON the dress was somehow somewhatdifficult. After I put it over my head it kind off folded doublein my waist and I had to stretch it out to correct it. The factof not wearing something that held against my waist, liketrousers or a skirt does, was a pretty feeling. My legs werecovered, yet I didn't feel it actually because from my belly downit just hang loose to my knees. I had to zip the dress in.