I am fifty-six and could use some flattering photographs."Fifty-six? I thought. She really looked more like forty, though I was restricted to looking ...t her face. Her skin was smooth and silken-looking, her eyes almond-shaped and totally devoid of any wrinkles, just marble-smooth and unblemished, her cheekbones beautifully raised. Perhaps underneath her robe, there's a different story."So, how do you want to start? In the robe you have on? Something else?" This is traditional Japanese, yes, we. Uncle Jessie got behind me once we reached my bed and placed his hands on my bare hips. I felt his tongue slide up the small of my back, over the tiny notches of my spinal cord, and up between my shoulder blades until his tongue flicked my earlobe and he whispered, "Bend over."Waves of shock traveled through me as I bent over my bed, gripping the sheets tightly while thinking to myself how this would be my first time ever being fucked doggy style. As I bent over, I felt my pussy constrict,. It aches once more from the heat of my mouth. Different from the all encompassing ache of this finger deep in my pussy. I see the glow about his name and grin knowing he is online. Knowing he should be alone. My hips squirming, thinking about just calling him up and letting him watch while he is at work as my fingers work their magic upon my body. Trying to think of enough good reasons not to bother him while he is working. And of course. coming up blank with the possible cons of just ringing. “Lose the bathrobe, Baxter.”“Why?”“Don’t be such a prude, I’ve already seen your wiener.”He took off his robe and put it on a chair.“Get onto the bed and lay down with your tummy on top of the pillows.”He complied.In this position, his ass stuck up nicely and easily accessible. I undressed, except for my shorts and socks. I put a glove on each hand.“What are you getting undressed for?”“I don’t want to get cooking oil all over my clothes.”With the bottle of cooking oil in my hand, I got on the.