Thank God! Lol. Although we don’t watch tv. We just sit and talk. As we converse, I realize how much I’ve missed adult conversation. My ex-husband...was so much younger, that sometimes, I felt like I was talking to a spoiled child. You seem so cool and caring. So intelligent and witty. I’m totally having a blast talking to you. Hearing about your family, where you’re from, your experiences you had growing up. I don’t remember how it happend. Who kissed whom first. But before I knew it, we were. "Bree's hand didn't move. She smiled and said innocently, "Is that what the problem is? I have many women who have pleased me who are married." Bree looked around for someone she knew and then whispered to Maggie, "Go over to the brunette by the bar in the red and tell her Bree wants to see her."Maggie said, loud enough for her sister to hear, "Yes, Mistress."Susanne watched silently as her sister walked over to a slightly chubby, but glamorously dressed, brunette at the bar sipping a. “I have a great place I’d like to show you.” He said touching my thigh. I looked at his hand and then at him directly he was looking at me and my heart and pussy just melted right there. “Sure honey, but not to busy okay? No clubs or anything I’m not in the mood and I’m too old for that stuff now.” I said. “You’re not too old mom you look like you’re in your late twenties early thirties.” I had to admit all the work outs and walking I did paid off well I did have a great body for my age. . There was some pre-cum that she used to start to get me lubed up but she also spat on my dick to make things a little more slippery. She jerked me off a couple times, to make sure I was as hard as possible. I was well beyond that stage now.She let go of my cock and positioned herself on the chair so that she could lay back and I could slide my dick between her tits. Finally, she was ready and I moved into position. I began to straddle her and pushed my cock between her boobs. She used her hands.