She pauses for the camera and straightens out the little red dress, making sure everything is in place before taking hold of the hem and peeling the w...ole thing up and over her head to reveal first a pair of red lacey knickers, then a red lacey bra which contains the most obvious bolt-on boobs you’ll ever see. Not huge, just two obviously fake grapefruit sized mounds attached to her front. Her belly is as soft as you would expect a 56 year old woman’s belly to be, her legs a little scrawny,. I could now see her real beauty, she was a stunning brunette with gorgeous brown eyes, she wore a very low cut top and had quite large breasts and had a skirt so short her stocking tops and panties were clearly on view.She asked how I knew she was not a hooker, I said that they don't dress like that anymore,and that if she had been wearing a sloppy top and jeans and had been smoking she might have fooled me.I still had my laptop on and it was still on the Lush pages, she saw this and commented. “this is very wrong Matt , very very wrong.” she screamed this time.“And what you did was so good mom , isn't it?” I asked.She thought for long. I allowed her to think. I knew she had no chance.“Fine I bow down to your demands. But I have few requests.” she said.“What?” I asked.“You would not put your dick in my pussy nor in my arse.” She said.“well we would see that but I won't promise.” I winked at her.“Fine lets meet at night after eveyone is asleep.” I said.“Okay” she responded.She was. " And here you are." She watched a couple across the street battling the wind. They looked like arctic explorers right now. She rubbed her arms reflexively. It seemed worse than cold out there right now. But she and Danny had the rest of the afternoon to warm up."Here, give me a hand with this thing," she said, walking over to the bed. She turned around so he could unfasten her bra. He slid his hands under her cups, squeezing the soft flesh of her breasts. She could feel his warm body pressing.