I pushed her back into the same chair and she moved both legs over the arms to provide me full access to her pristine pussy …with a look of pure ant...cipation…“Yes, please Daddy. “she replied. I kissed her gently and started by paying some respect to her 32B’s as both nipples were hard and begging for attention…Virginia gasped when I took the right one in my mouth and played with it with my tongue. She wriggled with pleasure as I moved to the left, and she sighed “that’s it …thank you Daddy” Her. 'Whatever happened to jeans and a tee shirt.' I ask myself. Twenty years ago I'd have been all over her, but now I can't even get my hug right. My hands move around uncontrollably, scared of what I might touch, so I reluctantly back away. "You have me at a loss I'm afraid, do you know my mother?" "Oh yes, we've become great friends in the last year or two." Her dark eyes shine brightly, but there's a sadness behind them that's impossible to ignore. My mother was always collecting young people. I started caressing her breasts. She was again in her excitement as earlier. I moved my hands gently on her fleshy plump breasts. Then I pressed them slowly. She was moaning in a very low suppressed voice “ahhhh…. I further increased the pressure of my palms upon her pair of firm breasts. I was feeling great in pressing! Her luxuriant breasts as they were very much tight. She was holding me putting her arms back around my neck and that way giving me full opportunity to press and squeeze her. Although she seemed rusty, she avoided using her teeth after the second time. Fuck, I thought, this is good. I bit my lip and stopped her. "You've still got your skirt on." I reminded her. She looked disoriented, and then remembered. "Oh. I was...sucking you off." "And you're good at it" I pointed out, "but this was about making love to YOU. So let's see if that's what we're going to do." And I slowly pulled her skirt down to notice her own cock bulging out of her panties, in fact the head was.