He then stopped and bit into my neck like a vampire. Then he dropped to his knees behind me and yanked my knickers down to my knees. I obligingly help...d him remove them, by stepping out of them. He repositioned in a slightly bent over stance, I used my hands to support my body against a wall. He then started to spread my legs apart from behind, before his tongue started slobbering up my ass region. I felt a finger, or maybe two enter my ass-hole, and slowly finger my ass. It definitely did feel. I never get it right, and they know that. They enjoy torturing me. They play the same game with me licking the ball sacks of the jocks. I have to identify each jock by his ballsack. This is a bit easier as guys have different sized nutsacks, and some are more hairy than others. But I still get a fair share wrong. Now they have started a game where blindfolded, I have to stick my tongue up the asshole of a jock and tell which jock it is by tasting the inside of his rectum. They think all of this. I told her there was no need, I would give her a lift home (I wasn't on alcohol, having the car with me).She accepted, and we left. When we got to her place, she invited me inside. We went in, and I closed the door and helped her off with her coat. As she turned round, she said "Would you kiss an old lady like me?" "I said "Of course, why not - and anyway, how old?" "83." was the reply! She put her arms round me, so I kissed her. She had the slight moustache that old women get, but I forgot. He led her over to the back of his patrol car and said "maam, you have know idea how long I have thought about doing this with a lady like you." She told him she didn't feel much like a lady right then. But he told her she was a lady, just one that knew what she wanted and needed. She told him she definitely needed it.She spread her legs and he walked up between them her staring at the huge hard black cock that was about to go in her. He asked her if she would guide it in for him he had always.