I had always loved watching women's tits jiggle as theymoved around, and now I loved feeling it on my own chest. Jillcertainly didn't mind either. She...was likewise topless, and I couldalso see the almost permanent erection in her jeans. I could tell shewas having a hard time keeping her hands to herself. After an ampleamount of teasing I put down my drink and slid over to her. I unzippedher pants and relived her of them, watching her cock pop free.Compelled to perform all the actions I would. I've decided that's an experience I'd like to have. If it's going to happen, I have to do it now while I'm still young enough to attract another man." "Jeanne, what are you talking about? You lost your interest in sex at least tens years ago." "What do you mean?" "It's been ten years since you've shown any desire to have sex, at least with me." "Don't be silly, of course I've been interested in sex." "Really? When was the last time you initiated sex? When was the last time you gave me a blow. She began to take off a few of her gold bracelets on her arm. She placed them down on the counter. Next she moved her hands in her dirty blonde hair. I could smell her sweet perfume now. It was driving me fucking crazy. I then watch her bend over to touch her ankles. She began to massage her ankles and calf's. I wanted so bad to jump out and fuck her. But how was I going to explain what I was doing in her bathroom.Maybe she leave in a few minutes or go to bed. Next Tracy Mom looked into the. I started tattooing her tits, but they were so bruised and swollen I couldn't really get anywhere, so there are only a few unreadable squiggles. Above her pussy I tattooed “WORTHLESS” in huge sprawling letter across her stomach. Her pussy, the part that took the longest and was the most painful, is now a language dictionary, where you can look up how to say the word “BITCH” in ten languages. My work is done. Terrence puts the camera away. Looking at Terry, I feel a deep satisfaction at her.