He spoke in a soft voice and said "Oh..hi there". with i quick reply i said "How ya doin today?" he sits down on a small dirt mound and says "Oh..im j...st out looking".. being more than curious i asked " So...what are you looking for?" he said "Just looking for a little fun" and reached down and released the button and zipper on his pants and pulled his half hard cock out stoking it a couple times. I was in shock that this older man pulled his cock out! The shock wore off a bit and i couldn't. As she reached up and wrapped her arms about his neck he put his hands on her firm rounded cheeks and pulled her to him. She felt his need for her prodding against her tummy. One of his hands cupped her breast and she let it explore the outside of her, tingling at his touch and then he was pushing the material higher, revealing her firm uplifted breasts with her nipples straining to reach him. There was a searing flash between her legs as he rubbed his thumb over her and his other hand lifted. So when she started to snigger on the plane, I had to know what was going through her dirty little mind."you know we've got 200 extra cigarettes over our duty free allowance? Well when we get to the hotel, do you fancy playing the naughty customs officer and the international smuggler?" she smirked."Could be fun, but we forgot to pack the latex gloves," I grinned.It took me and my dirty little slut a few days to acclimatize to the Tunisian heat, but once we got stuck into the Duty Free Vodka,. His frame, his hands, his face, all square. She thought, too, of his foibles. The endless quotations of Latin and Greek - as if anyone could understand these days! As if anyone cared! She snorted. It was typical of the man! He was so easy for others to lampoon. Everything by the book. He mastered anything he put his mind to in the same way.A new craze, a new hobby and suddenly there would be a dozen, twenty new books. Like the way he learned French. Grammatically perfect, the Academie Francaise.