Meine apni haat unke naavi se uthayi aur apni jangh ke upar ghujlane lagi aur khujlati hui apne kapde ko aur thodi upar kardi. Itni upar ki wo meri ka...i panti ke nichle hisse ko dekh sakte the. Saath hi hamare is taraf se maa ko us taraf se kuch bhi dikh nahi rahi thi.Mein aur achche se unke baazu ko lipat aur chipak kar baith gayi ki is baar unki haateli meri jangho ke aur andar chu gayi. Mein dubara apni baayi haat unke payjame ke naade ke upar ke hisse par wapas rakh di.Wo dheere se khasne. I sat anxiously waiting for her; she called my cell as soon as she got off the train. I was still surprised when I saw her in person; she was attractive and well dressed. I picked her up and we drove, and parked at the beach. We chatted a while, and she told me she worked in the medical research field (I think she was an MD), and her parents were trying to “arrange” a marriage for her. She said she hadn’t met anyone from the internet before, and hated when guys were overly aggressive. This. Afterward we’d head back to our room, where we’d take a shower together, making sure to wash sand out of every possible crevice. Sometimes we’d fuck in the shower, other times we’d wait until we got out. We’d screw and nap the rest of the afternoon, and then go out to dinner. After dinner, we’d take a long walk, then back to our room. Debby would put on a nightie or such, and we’d usually fuck once on the couch in front of the television. Then we’d go to bed and bang away once or twice. I had developed a thing for stocking feet ever since a family friend came over and spent the evening with her shoes off. The little voice in my head started to chastise me for lusting after this old lady. But I began to debate myself. If she was 30 or 40 years younger, my fellow teenage males would probably be gawping at her the same way they and I lusted for the sexy brunette librarian Mrs. Kozlowski.I reasoned with myself that even though she might be a granny Mrs Heck was still a woman with.