She just says this matter of factly and takes them off as well as her big girl panties. I got a close up look at her hairy pussy. Most of her hair was...grey, and lots of it. Curly and wet. As she stood stradling my legs she poured beer down her stomach and all over her pussy. She caught some in her hand and rubber it in her cunt. She rubbed and rubbed. More beer in her pussy. She says for me to rub it in. I thought again, what the hell and started rubbing that hairy, wet pussy. I think we were. Then her eyes opened and she smiled. Even with those ridiculous rabbit teeth her face lit up. She practically glowed. “Th ... that would be good,” she said unsteadily. “I haven’t got much to offer. I’m not well educated or anything. I’ve just done kitchens and waiting since mum died, only office cleaning with her before that.”“What was that like?”She hesitated, then said, “It’s very competitive. You have to work hard and fast and the contracts seem to change all the time.” She hesitated again.. I knew then you were the most important person in my life. Our talk at or rather before our engagement only cemented that further.”Our attention was dragged back to the DVD when I heard Marco, “That’s it Nicola, cum. Cum for your husband. David, you can’t cum yet.”Nicola had her legs wrapped around mine on stage and one arm behind her wrapped around my neck as I held her tightly while she shuddered through an orgasm.“Now Nicola, get off David. Get down on all fours, David’s going to fuck you. And wearing a shoulderlength blonde wig with a white cap on.Agnes gave me some black court shoes and I wobbled back from the rearbedroom section to the main part of the mobile home to cheering andlaughter from Agnes, Olivia and Jessica.Olivia had a picture of me on facebook in seconds with the caption "Thebattle of the sexes has just been lost between my parents." Where have your trousers gone Peta?" Agnes laughed."Who's wearing the trousers now Peta?" Jessica asked as I noticed I wasthe only.