I could hear starting to undress.....she gave me one last click clack around the room(she knows I loves that!) Before flicking her shoes off into the ...orner. I could sense her resting on the bed deciding how to proceed. I thought I could hear her fingering her wet pussy during this time, then all of the sudden she thrusted 2 pussy juiced coated fingers into my mouth. Naturally I sucked them clean, eager for more as she withdrew them. More movement on the bed, then suddenly her moist bald cunt. Bending down, he cocked his head to one side and squeezed one eye shut. Her asshole! He was aiming that thing into her asshole!"No, no, no!" Betty cried.Filthy, horrible man! She could feel the cold metallic thing slithering up into her shitter, snaking along her bowels until she thought it would pierce her belly!Betty let out long, gasping groans, curling her fingers until the nails creased her dampened palms. The novelty of this bondage was wearing thin. She began to feel terribly. Here is a experience that I had with a woman who is fit enough to be my mother. Ragini was a widow 46 years old with a daughter aged 26 given into to marriage to a Gulf settled engineer. Ragini’s husband passed away while she was in her prime getting fucked age 40. Her husband had left behind a good fortune where Ragini need not worry about financial implications a independent house in East Anna Nagar. Let’s not mistake Ragani’s age to be a factor to seal away sexual wantons there are many. We arrived at Brett's house. He was still out doing his daily walk, with the 110 degree heat index. We let ourselves in and I got our bottled waters. Made Agness her Royal Crown Reserve, and I decided on Gentleman Jack tonight. Just as we sat down, Brett came in, drenching with sweat. He went immediately to the bathroom, quickly washing his hands and face. He patted them dry, and made a beeline to the corner of the RED COUCH. There he bent over and gave Agness a nice hello kiss. I could tell.