After some time I said slowly and carefully not to insult her: “I… could… I could lick you… if you want to.”She smiled. Maybe ‘course she ...idn’t had to decide. Maybe ‘course that was the whole idea of that night.She spread her tights and held her legs apart with her hands. I smiled and crawled down so I lay with my head above her crutch. I was nearly like looking down onto raw meat. But while I had those disgusting toughs I got more and more turned on. At last I got my courage to poke her on. There's another thing, though. For a long time I've been attracted toolder women. I love the sight of a woman in her forties who has fleshedout, maybe sags a little, but has still taken care of herself andclearly still relishes sex. It's a fantasy of mine that I've neveracted upon to have sex with a woman like that.Anyway, I've just got in from school on Friday and the phone rings.It's Tina's mum, Sharon. Now Sharon is definitely not an older womanI'd find attractive. Whilst she does have. Both Mom and I insisted on her taking several baths of mineral solutions to stimulate soothing and the hot tub in the evenings when it was cool. She accompanied us on the morning runs and for the first times the three of us we equally sharing in the experience of being fucked by the dogs near the end of the run. Well, what became the end of the run because of the fucking. Since Helen had experienced both of our dogs on that fateful afternoon, we thought it only fair that we have the chance to. When I got out, I put on some jean shorts that hugged my ass really tight with a tank top. My breasts practically had no sag at all, so I decided to go without a bra. I quickly walked across the street to Ambers house and rang the doorbell. When she opened the door, she looked even more amazing than the last time I saw her. She had on a tight little dress that stopped just below her perfect little ass and pushed her tits up almost to the point where I could see her nipples. She was happy to.