Many men have stated in one form or another that they have never seen any woman work so hard to sexually please a man. Whoever she is with, she treats...them as if they are the only cock in the world.Having gone through menopause, there is no chance of becoming pregnant. Not that she has ever been concerned with birth control because it was “In God’s hands”, men are now more comfortable with using her for breeding practice. She has never asked men for any type of commitment, but many keep coming. Tom stared at the bottle for a long moment. Was this chick trying to set him up? Or was she really that na?? Well there was only one way to find out. He shook his head a little, flipped the top and started where the young lady had indicated. The moment his fingers spread the warm ooze on her toes and bare arches she moaned a little and moved her legs a little further apart. Tom realized that this hot chick definitely had something in mind and the sun screen was only the warm ups. Gradually he. I spun around, toyed with the edge of my panties, teasing them, was I going to pull them off?"Do you want to see my pussy?"Whoops and hollers from Tim and Michael. "Show me," from Andre. It wasn't a request, it was a command. I turned away from him, bent over, and dropped my panties. "Now come over here," he said. I did. I straddled him on the sofa. He put his hands on my hips, and I began to give him a little lap dance, grinding down, not too hard, on that cloth-covered cock. I'm sure he could. I began to lose my conscience, who cared if she was drunk? She wanted it. "Tiffany? Giovanni?" someone was shouting our names from a distance. Both of us scrambled to compose ourselves and I jumped onto the separate lounger next to her. We acted as if we had just been talking. "You guys have been gone for fucking ages, what have you been doing! We want to go home now, it's almost 2am." Alex was grumpy, things must not have gone well with that girl. "Yeah sorry we've just been talking, it was.