They hung down whenever she was on top. Phil seemed to like that. They were an average couple. They had been married for over twenty years without kid.... Neither worried about that so it wasn’t a problem. Steph was worried that she had put on too much weight over the years but Phil loved her body. She was by no means fat, but her body had a ‘lived in’ look. She looked so much better than any other fifty year old woman it wasn’t funny. Her girlfriends were always commenting on how good she. Only, they’d have to get down and dirty to be on my level if they want to be a sexy and as sexual as me. Being born a beautiful woman is not all champagne and roses. Rather, it’s my curse. Spending my life having to fight off men, men who think they know me with just a glance, a glare, a stare, a leer, and a vulgar expression, I would have had an easier time of it if I looked more like one of my small breasted, angry, jealous ex-girlfriends. Justifiably, in my defense, after all the sexual. She had closed all the doors, got a sprite and some chips, it was a nice ambiance, we were sitting on a sofa and movie was being played on her tv with pen drive.I slowly slid my hand on her thigh and kept it there, she upon seeing it, started massaging my hand and came closer. I got the green signal and started gently squeezing her thighs, a scene of spanking started and I increased the squeezing, at one moment the character spanked real hard and I squeezed her thigh and brushed over it, she. Thankfully, the rooms were large so space was not that bad. The one thing I wanted that I could not get in that arrangement was moving the collateral to the housing due to their ages.The meeting that night went about as well as anything I was doing on the island as my agent stated that the selling agent had told him the docks were unused and I planned to maintain them as a private docks as I wanted my privacy. His announcement as to my intentions went over like a lead balloon. The reason being.