When this woman was 20 her labia and pussy was sweet and smelled perfect enough to adore and marry. Through the years of fucking Jen's pussy became so...fragrant that her panties would smell up the closet and all my clothes smelled of her fragrance. People would approach me on how well I smelled on a daily basis as my clothes smelled of her scent in a very musky and good way. Then she turned forty...her pussy turned from sweet to musty and sweaty...not good. She would walk with her friends then. The campus was dead, almost everyone had gone home. Holly and I had to study hard and had been quite stressed out over the past few days. To make matters we had both come down with something, making the studying that much harder. But today it was behind us, we were recovered from whatever bug we had caught, and had the stress behind us. I think we some couples want to relieve stress they just pound away and release the tension that way, but not us. We like to just relax and have some fun. Since. With the sensations coming to an end, I was able to pick myself off theground. The first thing I noticed was the weight on my chest. Staringdown, I cupped two large breasts with my soft, delicate hands. I also sawthat I was wearing a red tube top, a thong, a pair of small and tightdenim shorts, and high heels that elevated my height a few inches.Pacing myself awkwardly in my new footwear, I dashed to the closestmirror, which happened to be in the bathroom. Finding what I was lookingfor, I took. She started sucking my dick but i was too drunk and i fell asleep again. I was awoken as she climbed out of bed and walked to the bedroom door. she unlocked it."Where are you going?" I said."dont worry, im just going to the bathroom. Ill be right back. Go back to sleep."I actually did here her go into the bathroom, flush, and walk back out. As I heard her hand back on the doorknob to the bedroom she stopped. I could hear her whispering to someone and them whispering back. Then i heard some wet.