I asked one of people at office does she have a problem? Why is she not mixing with us? They said she got divorced since 12 years and she hates men, b...t not sure why it brought me goosebumps for few reasons: she had that killer eyes so inviting, she was tall, voluptuous and that booty which I promise I can eat that for hours if laid on my face.I was born as pervert and I love mature women, I don’t care if they hate me when I look straight in to crotch of a mature women pass by and she passes. ”“They were watching,” Pam moaned.“Master is such a stud,” Lee grinned, rubbing her pussy through her clothing.“Melody, you’re driving us home.” He pulled Pam’s keys out of his pocket, dropping them on the hood beside me.“You’re not driving?” I panted, buzzing. The couple hurried away, their bag of food forgotten.“I need to think,” he said, opening the back door. Pam gasped as he seized her and pulled her in after.I blinked, shivered, my body buzzing with rapture. I really didn’t want to drive.. I started getting aroused. I asked myself, “Are you really enjoying this, two old perverts feeling your belly?” It did disgust me. But I had no other option but to let them continue.Now my uncle had his hands near the elastic of my shorts. I knew he wanted to insert it in and feel my pink lips. So he did. I started breathing heavily. He inserted hands inside my shorts just above my pussy. He was caressing that part with his finger as if he was teasing me.This move by him sent tingling. I was holding it as if I was going to put it on looking at where her perky breasts met the smooth fabric of the cup. I turned it around and pretended I was just casually grabbing Julie’s breasts. She would have the most surprised look on her face, unable to handle a boy touching her where he shouldn’t be. I wanted her to be giggling at me while her lips surrounded my cock, excited by the naughty thing she was doing. If I hadn’t abandoned my senses when I picked up the bra, I certainly had.