Teasing, she shook her hips as her pants fell in a pile on the floor. She stepped out of the slacks, bending with her legs spread slightly to highligh... the taut muscles of her ass. As I watched, my pussy clenched and grew wetter with desire. Her lace high cut bikini panties accented her ass and barely covered her womanhood. I salivated at the thought of tasting her. Her haphazardly tossed slacks joined her blouse. She ran her fingers around the top of her panties and pulled them up exposing. She said in husky vioce.“thanks”She smiled and slowly pealed off her silk blouse and her big sexy bra releasing her enormous breasts. They were a full 39d, nicely shaped with large brown areola and thick nipple that were nearly an inch long. I gasped as she ran her fingers over them and pinched her own nipples before sliding her hands down her flat stomach. She slipped the skirt over her full round hips leaving her standing naked before me.“You weren’t wearing panties, you naughty girl you,” I. She slowly rose from the creaking furniture and slid her feet into her comfortable rubber slippers. Her footfalls echoed in the dark corridor as she carried the pail to her room, her favorite pink towel on her left shoulder. She got to the room and almost dropped the pail.He was sitting fully upright and mumbling to himself as his eyes stared into space. His strong muscled body was glistening with his sweat and he had moved his feet over the side of her tall bed. She quickly set the pail down. I thought she looked hot but then felt dirty for thinking a 70 year old homeless woman was sexy.Of course she was popular with the other homeless guys. I was talking to the guy that appeared to be her close friend. He said that she was a little wild but he kept an eye on her to make sure she was safe. When I asked what that meant, he said that that she would have sex with a lot of people but he made sure that she only had sex with the ones she wanted. He asked if I had any alcohol. I said that.