Mary, was no young dolly bird, at 60 odd she would be the first to acknowledge that, big breasted, well-shaped, yes, kind of face, sensual, and still ...specially to him, desirable, but till today, to him, just a picture on a screen, just a mental image, his distant exciter and in wishful thinking his lover, not that at 70 he could make love as such nowadays, even the little blue pills having failed, but tongue and fingers could still worship a lady, pessimistic as always, he doubted that this. Without a single hair on her legs or sex, his eyes were treated to the open display of trembling muscles and glistening skin, as Jessy groaned.She slid the hand pressing on her abs upward, up to her chest, played with one of her lightly jiggling breasts for a few moments and the black X that marked it, before she set it behind her head. A makeshift pillow. Smiling up at him, she blew him a kiss, and started to rock her hips in rhythm with him.“I figured, after how primal and aggressive you were. ” The place was really nice, upstairs had two bedrooms on the left of a hallway with a bath and on the right side of the hallway was a huge master bedroom/bath with a balcony that overlooked the lake. The wall facing the bed in the master bedroom was all mirrors. Kitchen and dining and living areas were downstairs and in the backyard was a nice in ground pool and hot tub and a small cabana with a restroom. There were several expensive looking tables, chairs and loungers around the pool. Mr.. Of course, that would mean she knew about my panty fetish, which I'd done my best to keep secret from everyone I knew, so I dismissed the idea as nonsense.I picked up the thong and brought it up to my face. Immediately the mixed scents of her perfume and vaginal juices filled my nostrils - whatever she'd been up to the night before, it was clear that she'd gotten aroused if nothing more. The smell that resulted was intoxicating, and I wasn't surprised to feel my cock start to harden. I stopped.