..I viewed my work. Her bottom from where her panties elastic would be to the top of her thighs just below the overhang of her buttocks was now crims...n and hot to the touch. Her bottom cheeks were swollen but although the spanking had paused she made no attempt to get up from my lap.I rested my hand on her bum and with the other hand unclipped her bra through the material of her dress and then reached underneath and undid the few buttons on her top so that I could put my hand inside and push. No longer needing to hide the bulge, I relaxed and opened my legs, allowing her hand to feel all of me. Running her hand up and down the outside of my shorts, she smiled as I sighed and enjoyed the firm touch. “This brings back memories,” she murmured as she brought her other hand around so that both worked on me. “You feel very hard. That’s nice.”The reality exploded in my mind. Honey was massaging my cock and showing every sign that memories of her youth had stirred something in her that. It was silky and felt more arousing than anyone else’s fingers ever had.“Please,” she’d said when he’d tried to ease her back on the sofa. “They might come out.”“Not before breakfast time. But, still, do you want more privacy?”“Yeah.” And she’d followed him into his bedroom. She still had enough presence of mind to note that the place was painfully neat. Knowing something about bachelors, she had known that he’d expected her to see it. Well, she wasn’t going to go to bed with a man when he had. As I looked closer at her thick hairy snatch, I saw something that I have never seen before.I opened my legs and told her to move closer, which she did with out and resistance. She was at the foot of the couch standing right between my legs with her head down. I sat up a little and confirmed what I thought I saw. Maureen dark pussy hair was complimented with just a dash of gray hairs sprinkled all over the place. It was beautiful. I raised my hand and lightly grazed her pubic mound. Only.