I know I am. I could see right through her thin, knee length pale yellow skirt, where the sunlight came in through the windows in the showroom.I mean ...ll the way to her crotch, where she stood with her feet apart. If she’s wearing panties, they’re as small as the ones Mary Ellen wears - if and when she wears them.I wasn’t sure if that was lace I was seeing, or some kinky little cunt-hairs curled up under her pussy.I could see a little bitty narrow bra strap around her back when she turned to. She instantly grabbed my dick and started rubbing it with my clothes on.I was holding her chubby waist all that time. She was also biting my nipples at the same time. I was so hot at that time. I held her waist tightly and started scratching her doing so, her towel slipped and there she was, all naked.I wanted to undress her myself but never mind. I undressed myself and aunty was on her knees. Her red lipstick and red nail polish was all I could see. My dick was invisible between her hands and. Slapping Domino on the ass one good time making her giggle even more Antonio turned and walked to the couch. Plopping down, feet out in front of him he grabbed the remote control and pushed a button. She jumped thinking he was turning up the bullet but it wasn’t for that. Loud chaotic Techno music filled the small confines of the room. The spot light on the pole started flashing and moving. Lacey’s heart started to speed up as the girls approached. Like stalking tigress’s they edged there way. The last time she had seen me I had a buzz cut, wore thick rimmed glasses, was over weight and dressed as a rising young businessman was supposed to. My voice would have given me away which is why I only shrugged when she brought me my beer and spoke to me. She had not changed a bit. Tall, athletic, hair still down to the middle of her back, a nice tight ass and a walk that would make a strong man cry. She looked just as she had the last time I had seen her.She had come in the front door and.