I nearly came right there. And knew I needed to add a peep hole to see better if this was going to happen again. Fred had his eyes closed and came qui...kly and grinned. Suppressed his moan. I motioned for him to be quiet as he zipped up. Told him he only needed to text me if he wanted to come back for another BJ! And he readily agreed. For the next day!When I went back into my yard she was grinning at me and said, “You are getting kinky in your old age, you really like that, don’t you?” I agreed. I feel a familiar tightening in my loins and my legs start to shake a little. My cock pulses as if it’s about to burst before shooting rope after rope of hit cum down her throat. I stumble back, my cock slipping from her mouth, I bit of my cum dripping from her lip. I pull up my pants and grab a bit of toilet paper to wipe her lip and toss it in the trash. I leave the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I unpause life when I reach the living room and wait for her to return. When she does she. DAY 2:so after yesterdays encounter with wendy i wasnt sure if she would be back at my grans anytime soon but to my surprise she did.i walked downstairs entered the living room and sat on the couch opposite and we were eying each other up and down the it seemed to go on forever until my gran left the room for a few moments then wendy quickly came over to me and sat down."go to my house now im gonna give you the time of your life" she said whilst she had her hand rubbing my crotch making me. The meeting that day had gone well and back in my hotel I shower and dress. First I put on my favourite sheer to the waist, crotchless, tan pantyhose. Over these I slip on a pair of my wife's black crotchless panties. Then I put on a tshirt and trousers. I don't bother with socks and slip on my shoes. I put on my jacket and am ready to go. I need a meal and head out to look for somewhere to eat. As I walk I can feel the material of my trousers rubbing over the nylon of my pantyhose and panties..