"Rachel and I already know you are. This is kind of like when we met," she says only loud enough for me to hear. Then we're off further into the fores.... The directions to turn or duck leave no time for conversation. On many occasions Rachel often brushes herself against my groin and I begin to wonder if it's involuntary or not. At one point I begin to notice the absence of the pair of hands on my shoulders. I break two rules and take off the blind fold over my eyes and release my grip from. She asked me to sit on a sofa and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She laughed and asked me what the matter was.I praised her beauty with all the words and I knew and she blushed. We spoke for a few minutes and had tea but I found it very hard to control myself for long but I didn’t want to hurry up and lose the opportunity of such a beauty’s company. I slowly sat beside her and put my hand on her shoulder.This was the beginning and she placed her head on my shoulder and the whole scene was. He stayed joined for a couple of minutes and then pulled himself off, the plop of separating flesh sounded, his cock fell free and he wiped it over that growth of now wet hair at her groin. "That was fantastic Auntie Grace", he said. "The best fuck I have had in months". He helped her up but in do doing removed her blouse and just let the dress fall onto the floor, she was now totally naked and his response was a smile of appreciation for she was definitely his sort of woman.She was definitely. She carefully listened and she didn't hear a thing. Using her shoulder, she opened the door all the way and took a very short step out into the hall.No stranger grabbed her. No cropped whipped her for not staying bound in her bed like a good slave.Slowly she shuffled across the hall to where she thought the bathroom would be. Her toes stubbed themselves on the wall. Leaning a little to feel the wall, she followed it down until she felt the doorway to the bathroom.Of course, the door was shut..