Farmer pointed to a picture, saying “that's her”, she was dressed like a Socialite very eye catching. He told Tabby to take any of her clothes and...use her sewing machine to remake any for herself. Tabby opened a drawer, saw her intimate wear saying “all these are back in style they call it Retro”. Farmer laughed “if you can wear them take them”. She grinned “you old rascal, I can see why you got 10 k**s”. She cooked, boiled, canned and stored food all day. At home that night she rested in. After a few seconds of heaven, I pulled back and stopped her. “I’m gonna cum in your ass, not now”, whispering to her and she looked at me shocked. “Not gonna happen”, she grinned and jumped to her feet. She had reached the door by the time I got to grab her and put her in a headlock, lead her back to her mattress, threw her onto it and put my knee on her lower back. Squealing that she was sorry and offering me to cum in her pussy, aiming at the spot just below her butt cheeks and spanked her. He moved into a more comfortable position and started to assail my inner thighs and exposed pussy with rushes of cool air. My body shivered uncontrollably after only a few minutes. I became aware of my body and the sensations his ministrations were pulling to the surface, and I bit my lower lip. Within seconds I could taste blood in my mouth. His tongue lightly flicked across the hood covering my clit, and his fingers followed, opening me up further for his eyes. My breath quickened slightly,. “I really want to fuck you, Fran.”“I… can I say no?” she asked, whispering. “I’m scared.”“What are you afraid of?” he asked. “You know I’d never hurt you, right?”“I heard it really hurts the first time.” She said softly. “Can I just suck it again instead?”“Okay, but this time I want to come in your mouth.” He told her. “Is that okay with you?”“You can do it in my mouth, if you want.” She told him. “I got a little taste of it last time, and it wasn’t so bad, really.”“Okay.” He grinned,.