After a few minutes we started to make out, as I rubbed her tits. Cathy laid down back on the couch, and took off her shirt. I was on top of her grabb...ng her tits over her bra, but it was only a matter of minutes before the bra was off. I began to suck on her pierced nipples, as I reached in her jeans, and under her panties. Already her pussy was wet, but as I rubbed her more, her panties were soaked. Moments later, we had taken off our clothes. My cock was rubbing against her pussy, as she. His hand shuddered as he stroked deeper between her petals to stroke at her slippery but firm protrusion at the apex of her sex. He coaxed it with swirling fingertips feeling swell under his touch giving him, even more, to tease at. Her breaths were quickening and her cheeks flushed as he stroked between her legs but he continued to explore her womanhood needing to satiate his curiosity. He gently probed for the hole between her slick folds and then sunk two fingers inside. He groaned when. Her face was flushed and her lips swollen. "Mr. Amos, I must go..." She turned and ran back into the house, with her hand over her mouth. Maxwell stood there watching her go, wondering what came over him. It wasn't proper for a gentleman to kiss a lady unless they were engaged or married. He ran his hand through his hair, as he shoved his other hand in his pocket. He barely knew Elizabeth but he could still feel her soft warm lips on his. He sighed heavily walking slowly back into the house.. ” It was what they called him behind his back. If he knew, he didn’t mind. “Yes. King Dong.” A memory had obviously sprung into her mind, too, for she allowed her hand to descend into my lap. Her fingers began to explore. I felt myself begin to respond. You should understand that this wasn’t usual behaviour for us. We are, after all, both in our sixties. Not that we’ve given up on sex, but it’s become a less passionate pastime than it once was. Yet here was Vee, in our.