Nothing is amiss, surely. The naked woman does not protest. The young woman operating the video camera is dressed neatly in dark blue jeans, a pink sw...ater, and a blue blazer. There is a man nearby in a black leather jacket, wool dress pants, and polished black dress shoes overseeing the activity. Under his left arm he is holding a light blue raincoat, a woman’s raincoat. Who, among those passing by, knows that the woman is visiting Oslo from the United States? Who notices the gold wedding. Emma sucked him like a lollipop, she was almost getting more pleasure from it than him. He felt so warm in her mouth, she could feel his heart beating, feel his breathing. Emma unbuttoned her top and let it fall to the floor and began caressing her breasts with both hands.As good as Mitch tasted, Emma needed more. She stood up and unbuttoned her shorts, letting them drop to the floor. This was Mitch's dream, Emma was standing in front of him naked. He grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her. I assured her that I would take care of her and make her feel young again. I got us a room and we walked in and took our jacket and shoes off. She sat on the sofa as I took off my jacket and joined her. Immediately we kissed with no hesitation. I was horny as fuck for this old woman and I totally got that vibe from her as we kissed. Her lips locked and our tongues danced. She stuck her tongue in my mouth and I sucked on it. She moaned a little as I kissed her deep. My hand made its way to her. "This stunned Philip because, apart from anything else, the word 'fuck' was not normally in his wife's vocabulary.Whilst this conversation was going on Beryl had got up off the floor and was rubbing her buttocks whilst still sobbing loudly."You deserved that," said John, not too unkindly."I know I did, I don't know what Theresa and Philip must have thought." They probably thought you deserved it too, I expect Phil has got a hard-on thinking about it," laughed John.Still rubbing her arse Beryl.