“here.” I offered it to her, she thought for a second then smiled. “fine, I’ll take my shirt off.” She said and put the towel around her sho...lders. She used the towel as a wall and lifted her shirt off tossing it to a nearby rock. “that’s better, right?” I said “now you’re not freezing with a wet shirt.” She hit me but laughed. “I know you are enjoying this.” I shrugged “doesn’t matter if I am, you have a good body anyway.” She grabbed her stomach “fat.” Honestly it was more of just a. Thousands ofthoughts were moving in Jyotsna mind but she had to take a decision she lookedat the man who was enjoying his cigarette and the sensual view of her halfexposing breast.,Manager pulled jyotsna close to him and told her to start the act and make himhappy. He opened his legs wide and Jyotsna sat between them. Her hands wereshivering she didn’t have sex from past 10 years and as the man already toldher that his wife left him because she cant take the pain in her holes. I was abit. Oi slut i said to fiona not to loud but enough for her to hear. She looked up from the tv across at me pulling at my knob. Take off your bottoms, spread your cunt and play with yourself. Fiona didnt protest, she stood up and removed her bedtime shorts. Laying back on the sofa oppisite me she spread her legs. Her pussy still looked red and inflammed from the earlier finger battering. Wider, pull your lips apart. She slayed her lips showing me the pinky fleashy folds, her fingers were stroking. The smell of gardenias and jasmine was a heady combination and it permeated on the morning air… the breeze so very gentle and stirring her to memories of days gone by. She was still a very beautiful woman well into her late seventies… with that classic beauty that defies gravity and time. Her face was somber as she reflected on the love that she still dreamed of at nights… the one that would cause her to awake with tears streaming down her cheeks… She closed her eyes and thought of that night.