At fifty-eight she was still quite attractive despite her overbearing personalty. She was wearing a white shirt opened enough to give one ample views ...f her breasts, the nipples swelling beneath the thin fabric. Once inside she kissed the door closed the door leaving the quzzled assistant on the other side. She pulled me over to a spacious sofa and at last liberated my hand but sat quite close to me. She wanted to know details about my new film that I was working on and if the rumor's about. As I’d suggested, we took the tube to Leicester Square then walked the short distance to Trafalgar Square, where we took photos of the four of us in every combination possible sitting in front of or climbing on top of one of the lions at the foot of Nelson’s Column. It had to be done, I think it’s a law or something. You have to have your photo taken with the lions.On the walk down The Mall towards The Palace, it was quite clear that we were two couples rather than a foursome. Well, two. I spread her ass a little more and placed a finger in it. She moaned and said it felt good and that she couldn't wait until I was fucking her ass. I placed my cock at the forbidden entrance and amazingly I slid right in. She moaned really loud and said "Yes, that's it, now fuck it."I started to thrust deep into her as she cried out in pleasure as I did so and she started to rub her clit with her hand. I picked up the pace and could not believe how tight her ass was since she had been playing. Sarita says the baby oil. I said WOW !! , the baby oil. Sarita said you heard me right , the baby oil.So we get to Sarita’s apartment. Sarita takes the wine from me and says make yourself at home.Sarita then comes out with the bottle White Zinfandel and two wine glasses. Sarita says pour us some wine. Sarita then takes some towels into her bedroom and some towels into the bathroom. Then she comes back and sits with me on the couch. Sarita tells me that we are going to take a shower together..