.you know the type of thing. She had a lovely smile, and wore very light subtle makeup. We ended up rudely ignoring our workfriends, and ended up in ... conversation about "Hannibal", a book we were both reading. By 1am we were kissing, and I was fondling her butt. I felt that she was wearing a g-string, and commented how I liked girls wearing things...and not much else! That got the conversation round to her butt, and I praised it's curves. She came home with me in a taxi, and once we were. Suddenly I noticed that I had my hand on my Penis and I had an erection and was masturbating over her. She was facing sideways on to me, so I could see her naked profile, as her hands were caressing the shampoo through her greying hair. Obviously I knew she was a large woman; I had lived with her all my life. But seeing her like this; exposed and naked just turned me on in a way I had never felt before.I then watched as she started to wash the rest of her body with her shower gel, squeezing. Who was I to disappoint a lady? My expectation of a long recovery process from my previous orgasm was shot to hell by Connie's talented tongue and Julie's offer of her sweet, sweet cheeks.I pulled her shorts down and began to lick all that gorgeous flesh while she carried on a normal conversation with her father."You don't really mind if I come along, do you, Daddy?" Of course not, Baby. I guess I was being a little upset about your mother making plans without discussing them with me. That's. S. Saracen', just out in paperback. But his books are all getting a bit the same." I know, the hero gets sent to a new ship because his wife is having an affair, he meets ice-cool admiral's daughter, has a close-run thing with a superior force of German ships but emerges bloodied and victorious, gets awarded the V. C. and lives happily ever after with said daughter." Exactly! You know just what I mean. Still, it's pure escapism! And of course you get the odd little titillating snippet of.