Her skin was so wrinkly, soft and loose. I was in heaven. I teased my way up her tighs til I reached the thick forest of hair that held her soaking we... pussy.Granny: "Sorry bout all the hair Sweetie but I really wasn't expecting to have anyone down there. It will be all gone tomorrow. I promise." With a mouthful of hair and pussy juice I mumbled "It's ok Gran. Really I don't mind at all." I worked my way to her hanging lips. They looked like a wrinkly old butterfly. Each lip was. She is gasping, breathing and choking, sucking in air, close to orgasm. I slide one finger, then two, into her pulsing, perfect pussy. She is arching her back and raising her trimmed pussy to receive my fingers; in and out just a little to tease her and allow her time to imagine them thrusting right up, deep inside. Again, back to the brain: it really is our most important erogenous zone. Once engaged, our imaginations can take our feelings and sensations soaring onto another plane; one not. "Ashley got up and grabbed some tissues and wiped Mark's chest. "I think this is going to be fun." She said. Ashley kissed Mark on the cheek and said good night. Lying in her own bed she fingered herself to her own climax. She thought how she wanted to let Mark all the way in but not yet she thought. The next morning Jane was sitting having a cup of coffee before leaving for work. "Hi Ash, you're up early." I slept good last night. I figured how to deal with Mark thanks to you suggesting Role. Once on bridge, offered me a seat, than sat down next to me. In a voice not much over a whisper, he asked if this dress meant want he thought it did. With the best devilish grin I could muster, I said what do you want it to mean?. Without a word, he answered, Neil ran his fingers through my hair and pulled me close for a kiss.. Neil and had me sit on his lap, facing him. Than another kiss as he started gently lifting my dress off me. He sat there a minute letting his eyes feast on my breasts.