”“Why?”“Because you have beautiful arms.”“For my age ... Isn’t that what you mean?”“Hell no. You have gorgeous arms, gorgeous everyt...ing, compared to any woman at any age.”“David ... I ... Wow, thank you. That’s very sweet.”“Just speaking the truth. Don’t tell me you don’t know how beautiful you are.”For no particular reason, other than feeling extremely relaxed and comfortable, Nikki scooted herself down the armrest and pushed her feet into her son’s lap. He slipped off her shoes and began. Unlike Indian cunts, hers was very light in color and looked baby pink. The lips were partly open. Her red cherry clit was peeping out. “My God, Divi, what a beautiful choot you have! Your hubby must be crazy not to worship it every hour of the day,” I exclaimed.I dived to pry open her cuntlips with my tongue and lick deep inside. “Your choot too is great, Didi,” Divya said, “It is mature, and I can see that it has seen the world and is very experienced.” We laughed and started enjoying each. What have I ever done that matters? she wondered, What if I disappeared now, who would ever miss me? Martha would just find another body to warm her bed and nobody else would even notice. I have no real friends, or even many acquaintances. All ever do is make Martha cum and let her make me cum.It was fortuitous that one of the few people she knew, Stuart Price, the churchwarden, came to the vicarage while Martha was out visiting an elderly parishioner. She decided to ask his advice. “Mr. Price,. By that time, Erin had plenty of experience in the rough and in sand traps because holes four through six were hell for her game, but she kept a great attitude. When she hit the sand on eight, wedged out, then holed it on the next shot, she felt more confident. She felt even more so after the par three ninth. Erin's drive was short but solid. She pitched to the green on the next shot and sank the putt for par."I had a really fun time, Andy," Erin said when it was over."Just keep practicing that.