Her tits sagged, but not terribly. She had a bit of a pouch for a belly and blue veins running up her thighs. Her pussy was bald. I asked her if she s...aved it, she did. Just writing this I’m getting hard thinking about her. I laid Jeanie on the bed and climbed up next to her. We kissed and I felt her hand on my cock again. My mouth made its way back to her nipples and hand between her legs. I felt her smooth mound as my finger found it’s way to her clit. Gently I started to rub it. It took weeks before I plucked up courage to even hint at the subject with Tina, and she as I knew she would dismissed it out of hand. More time had passed, by now, it was 2016, the foot had healed, I use a walking stick to get about, and other than a slightly uneven wobble in my gait, there is nothing to say I have a problem. Tina has a part time job at a local newsagents, and I have a job at my old firm, as a checker and dispatcher, as I didn’t fancy driving again! It is a well-paid job, but. After their waitress leaves, Janelle notices the craven look on his face. “What’s wrong?” she asks. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” It’s a little cliché but it is what the woman sees and the only way she can describe it.“I ... um...” Anders drops his gaze to his wife and forces a smile onto his face. “I need to go to the restroom. I’ll be right back, honey.”He gets up to leave and Janelle grabs his arm. For the briefest of moments he thinks he has been busted. “What if you don’t get back. V. What was going on, as much as she wanted to go upstairs and bury her fingers inside her pussy, she had to know: "Tommy. Take a good look at me. Is there anything different?"Tommy took in the erotic sight of his sister. The invitation to slowly and openly admire her entire body was just too enjoyable to resist. "Nothing different sis......you still look like a bimbo."Serena got angered at that remark, but quickly let it go. "My hair......maybe?" Tommy took in the sight of her long.