My God ... the lady doth know my soul!”She shook her head and rolled her eyes at my silliness. But there was the faintest suggestion of a smile on h...r lips. That was nice; it lit up her face and relieved a lot of the stress I saw in her features. I liked what I was seeing.We talked; at first just about the sandwiches and mystery soup, but then we tackled other topics at random. She had nice eyes that warmed as she relaxed. Hazel, they were ... first woman I ever met who had that shade. Very. Jack's mind reverted back to last week . When Cindy brought Joyce Evans back to his place , a sexy English woman , the grey-haired trophy wife, was 59 years of age & had cheated many times on her husband Charles over their 39 years of marriage, but it was not enough for Jack , for he made the more than willing slut into his cum slut . He started by having her ass lick Cindy while watched the still dressed UK whore , tongue the ass of a wench who was younger than her daughter. Wacking his dong. He took a deep breath and then he started. The way he had practiced itmany times before. Always one foot slightly crossed in front of theother, swinging his hips nicely, he took a few steps across the room,turned and then stopped in front of Madame Fatale."Wow, we have a real natural talent here! You seem to be made for theseshoes," she said with a slight grin on his face."Yes, the shoes are great," was the first full sentence that cameacross his lips to her."And what great legs you have. Have. He pumped me with his cock veryslowly. I was moving my hips up and down involuntarily and having orgasmafter orgasm. I started to use the muscles in my vagina to tightenaround his cock. It felt the like the earth itself was shaking with me.AJ played with me for what felt like hours. He then started to pick upsteam and was pumping me hard. I could not tell where my orgasms wereending and starting as anyone within an earshot of our room window couldtell. AJ tensed up like last time and blew his.