As I turned to leave a lit pissed off I herd a voice from inside .I tried the door it was open I stepped inside pulling it closed behind me expecting ...o find my mate or his dad . I looked up and just froze there in front of me was Margaret a woman I'd seen visit the stables a couple of times but only sat in her old van from a distance. There she was ten ft in front of me . Marge was a mature woman of about 56 yr s , a very heavy set woman ugly with the biggest tits id ever seen,she looked a bit. I eased my legs slightly apart invitingly and then took her hand and placed it on my panty covered pussy. She blushed and smiled at me and then began to feel me through the thin fabric. I knew without needing to check that I was already damp down there. I moved her hand and pushed it inside my panties and let her finally get to the real me. Her fingers trembled slightly at the first touch, but she steeled herself and made small movements, following the line of my labia. Fearful of disturbing. I don't need it all the time. If I can work that into some of the top/bottom games we play, oh god, it's just the best sex, Judy, it really is."Judy used to look at me without clothes and tell me how lovely my pussy was."It's just like this seam at the bottom of your body. It's so perfect. Everything is tucked away. You are so small down there. You have these red curls on it....mmmmmmmmmm. Mine is so ugly. My lips hang out, I have so much hair there, but even so, you can still see my clit a. This, with my Spanish affairs, made a pretty end to the month." Then you really lost by that affair in Spain?" Yes; only 700,000 francs out of my cash-box--nothing more!" Why, how could you make such a mistake--such an old stager?" Oh, it is all my wife's fault. She dreamed Don Carlos had returned to Spain; she believes in dreams. It is magnetism, she says, and when she dreams a thing it is sure to happen, she assures me. On this conviction I allow her to speculate, she having her bank and her.