There really wasn't much to look at in my sparsely decorated abode. When I had moved here after the death of my wife of thirty years, most of our belo...gings went into storage in the attic. Too many of them spawned memories that were too much of a grim reminder of just how much I had lost.As she skipped from place to place, she shed layer after layer of clothing, tossing each item carelessly to the floor. Bemused, I followed after her, picking up the over-garments and folding each neatly over. Normally Syn brushed it off, laughed and shook her head, he wasn't the first to flirt with her or hot her.Her uniform consisted of tight black form-fitting jeans that hugged her curvaceous hips as well as her rounded full ass, a white uniform polo shirt that fit her like a glove. Her breasts were 38DD's, and firm for her age. Barney always tried to brush past her, rubbing against them like a high school kid on a quick thrill ride. Giving him something to masturbate over at night in bed when he. Feeling her bare tits press against my chest was so sensuous and my cock quickly got hard again. As we hugged, my stiffening cock lifted between her legs and pressed against the lips of her pussy. I gently rubbed my cock against her pussy and Julie softly moaned and hung onto me. Whispering, I asked her if that felt good and she said it did and whispered back asking if mom liked that also. I kissed her forehead and whispered that her mom liked to feel me against the outside and inside of her. Her pink tongue lashed and flicked over my clit quickly as her brown eyes bored into mine, the intensity between us heating my cunt. The buttons on my remote continued to massage and roll over my walls as Gina added her finger into my hole, my cunt stretching to accommodate the width. My eyes began to tear up as my pussy seemed to work through the paralysis it wanted to go into and my hips shook as more cum pouring down my ass.There was no doubt now that we needed a new remote once she took it.