What she lacks in looks she makes up for with sheer pleasantness. That’s not to say she’s unattractive, but she’s definitely a decade (or two) o...t of her prime.When she speaks it’s with the friendly, twisted accent of a foreigner – a Swede to be precise.“Allo. My name ish Frida Forsberg-Carr, originally from Stockholm, Sweden, now married and living in Hounslow in London, and I’m 53 years old.”Cut to full length footage of Frida trying on lingerie infront of a mirror. For 53 she looks very. She moved away from the bed, walked slowly back to the wardrobe. Reaching behind her I watched as her hand pulled her zipper down. She had her back to me, slowly I watched her shoulders bare, then her bra, black, her back and slowly her black lace panties. She allowed the dress drop to the floor, finally revealing lace top stockings, she bent over, her ass pointing directly towards me. My fantasies, my dreams, of what she would look like in her lingerie, coming real. The seam of her panties,. Todd yesterday to compare it to I didn’t really know why his groping left a lot to be desired.It was exciting, though. It wasn’t the pleasant touch I had begun to fantasize about. But a boy was touching me. I couldn’t deny that I found that exciting. Even if it was just Brian!While Brian groped me, Mr. Todd leered at us from the other end of the couch. He watched Brian groping me. He seemed to be curious to see how I would respond to it. After a couple of minutes he said, “I’m not going to pop. I think the trip could be fun, and it looks like my son may even end up with a Super Bowl ring."Vangie didn't know what a Super Bowl ring was, either, but it sounded good. She was still so stunned that all she could do was nod her head. Just over an hour later they were airborne. Vangie even watched the first few minutes of the game on the plane's TV set, but then went to sleep. It was too one-sided to sustain her interest.Unfortunately, she missed even more coverage of her daughter and her.