I told her that wasnt a good idea, , she let go, and slipped her hand under her dress and started fingering herself. i puled up her dress a little mor... to see what i could see. her fingers were busy, playing with her clit and slipping a finger in her pussy. she was saying how good it felt, it had been a long time since she'd had any cock from her husband ect ect. i pulled over into an empty parking lot to watch her for a while, her legs were spread wide, i could see how wet her redhaired. She promised it was the only time it had ever happened, but I didn't believe her and told her that a neighbor had seen him there before. That earned fresh tears and she admitted she'd fucked him the day before too. A little pressure and she admitted during that first time, he'd fucked and shot his load into her 3 times that day. I think her folks were sicker over it than I was.Our divorce went through and it wasn't until about a year later, I heard from someone that my ex was sick. This was. We usually have a laid back holiday being a couple in our early sixties - no discos! After a meal out one night, we were having a drink in the hotel bar when we got talking to a woman in her sixties - still a very sexy lady!She told us she was a recent widow holidaying with her daughter and son in law. She had left them to have an early night. We all chatted and got on great. When she went to the ladies room, my wife, who is usually up for some fun on the occasions we get the chance, asked. ” And she straddled me, her fingers flipping me into line with ... She sat on me. Hot. Wet. Her arms tugged me to sitting. There we were, mated, long-legged Lena wrapping me, holding me.“Never letting you go, Jay,” she smiled. “Perfect right here. And anywhere you and I can go. We’re perfect.”“We are. I love you.”She looked down, saw where our bodies were joined together. That giggle again. I’d saw a leg off to keep that giggle to myself. “You’d better. You have deflowered me, truly and well..