“I wanna fuck some face.” He stated as he continued to stare over mine. “What do you wanna do?” “Handle all the face fucking you can give....�� I said and then we stood and walked into the cornfield. Again, to a clear place to stand and the light increase. Again, there stood an attractive older man for me to play with. I raised my hand to touch him as he pulled off his shirt and dropped it on the ground. As I prepared to speak, he shucked the sweats and I smiled at his commando status as I freed. He was so gorgeous and she would stand in front of the mirror in her bedroom and look at herself with a critical eye. Her full breasts, having breast fed her son as a baby were no longer firm, her tummy no longer flat, but with a small round softness, small stretch marks on her belly, breasts and thighs. The handful of pounds she had put on with the pregnancy had not completely been lost, and standing sideways in front of the mirror she looked at herself, seeing herself as she thought Misha. Then took her in his arms and took to the bedroom and then a song played along with the sex scene. A current ran through my body and I didn’t notice that when my hands were rubbing my pussy over my saree. My panty was wet and so was my saree in my private area. It was relaxing. It felt good for I had not been touched for more than 18 years since my husband died. I continued watching the movie and there was another short sex scene and I again fingered myself. This time inserted my finger into my. Lagi mane dakha uski chut par ek bhi bal nahi tha chuchi nembu ka aakar ki the uska rang bhi itna kala nahi ha jitna phala lag raha tha uski ma boli kasa mal ha mane kha 1class or ma bhi kapda utar kar shower ka nicha aa gaya mane ladki ko pakda to who ma ko dakna lage to uski ma us sa boli ki sahab ha tab mane uska hoto ko mouth ma la kar chusna laga uska hot chusna ma bhot anand aya uske ma bhi humara pas aa gayi or mara lund ko mouth ma la liya mara lund pura khada ho chuka tha mane ladki ka.