Mom and granny both always fucked younger men. But that was hard for me at first. But as I got older it became easier for me to find younger men that ...ould actually fuck rather than just blow their load in me after thirty seconds. So I got good at spotting guys that just wanted a quick fuck. I let them fuck me in a booth at the club, the back side of the golf course, the hood of a car. The ally behind some dive bar. A bathroom at a party. Anywhere I could hike my skirt and let a hard cock. He had caught two trout close to nine or ten inches long. After the head, tail and fins were removed. The intestines had to be removed. With all his mistakes of an amateur filleting job, there was probably the amount of meat necessary to make a 1950's fish stick. Still it would go a long way to prevent starvation.Once dressed out I planned to sear the pieces of trout in my three inch deep frying pan. There was no oil to cook the fish, so we just ate the pieces semi sushi style. The fish wasn't. Everything was fine until I noticed that her panties displayed a distinct camel toe. The lecherous old man in me could not advert my eyes. Soon her hair was washed and I soaped up a face cloth for her legs.I started with her feet which were a bit ticklish. I noticed as I work my way up her legs that her breathing became more pronounced. I pulled her legs slightly apart and that camel toe was staring back at me. I worked her thighs with the cloth but went too high as I bumped into her pantied. Walking home after work at the end of my first day I tried to put mythoughts in order. Sure even with all the embarrassment of feeling attimes like I being lusted over, when all was said and done it had notbeen that bad. The job although straight forwards was a challenge andthe tasks varied enough that I could tell that once I found my feet Iwould likely enjoy the work even more.After a rocky first couple of weeks I found myself starting to get in toa routine, the feminine clothing no longer.