The thought alone simply repulsed her so she focused on the wonderful feelings this stranger’s cock stirred up in her pussy.He held onto her hips, h...s fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. The pain mixed with the pleasure and all she could think was ‘more’. She wondered, briefly, if she let this go on for much longer would she lose her mind completely. Oh but the thought of going over the edge with that hard piece of meat banging her had her juices running down her thighs even more than. “Oh gran dear...what a tight little arsehole you have”And she replied: “All the sweeter for you to gape me... my dear”She was up and bending over...giving me her arse cheeks to spread.Not that I needed any encouragement...I was finger delving...I smeared her cunny cream into her back crack...my tongue was prodding inside her butt hole...I was spitting straight down her gape...as deep as I could into her expanding gawp.Then I had three fingers in... giving her a treat...I knew how to show love. B..but I won't need any and I wouldn't know what to buy." Of course you would know what to buy!... Remember, you are a woman of acertain age and you should know enough by now. What would you expect tofind in her handbag?"She was right of course, but I was nervous and trying to wriggle out ofit.Off we went, only once did she have to remind me to show confidence. Inthe minimart, Kate browsed the makeup, while I made my selection andwent to pay.Once back home I admitted I was nervous, not so much. This one particularly cold night, I began dancing with a real party chick. There was so much chemistry between us it was a wonder we didn't combust on the dance floor. So at the end of the night we decided to hitch. I offered to drive her to her house to spend the night as she had come with friends. It was -10% F. So she was little daunted learning that we had to walk three blocks to get to my car. But it's surprising what you'll do when you're a little drunk and really horny.Thank God, it was.