There she was about 40 year old. SD or should I say Mrs. VC, totally naked but covered with some creamy soap suds. Her skin was dark brown but her eye... and tits attracted my eyes mostly. Her nipples were swollen and larger than I had ever seen on any younger girls. I felt kind of guilty as she took the soap bottle from me, chuckled at me in a very friendly way and asked me if I was done, before closing the door. I could not believe, what a lovely body she had for a woman of her age. I was in a. She felt my cock all over as she viewed it closely. "I'm sorry I've been so pig headed." She kissed the crown. "I guess kissing is okay." She kissed the top of the shaft at that little ridge. "I still don't like the idea of, oral oral." Kiss. "But kissing," she added as she kissed a different spot then another, "is different." Moving her head up a bit she squarely kissed the tip. "Morning Wilbur, Cindy greeted, then quickly pecked again before sitting up."Go pee, I'm gonna get coffee." I got up. Continuing to bob her head up and down, she began to move her hips, rubbing her pussy on her husbands face. While she knew she would come quickly if he kept licking and sucking her pussy, she wanted to feel him inside her, so she pulled away from him and removed her mouth from his cock. Turning to face him, she straddled his hips and then slowly lowered herself down onto him. Reaching back under herself, she grabbed his hard cock and gently guided it into her pussy. She breathed deeply as his. I finally found a place – a slightly run-down single home, with a dirt floor basement. The owner didn’t ask too many questions, and while it didn’t have any appliances, I figured I could eat out.And it wasn’t too far from an all-night Laundromat.I ditched my actual luggage and ID cards in the bus station locker and picked up some worn, but not shabby, clothes from the Goodwill store.Moving in was pretty painless, what with having no furniture and all. I bought a lawn chair, a blue tarp, some.