"I can't explain it," she'dsaid.In his desperation, he'd been cruel. "Maybe you never wanted to be awoman, after all." You care more about your damned...painting than you do about me," shecharged, tears, warm and stinging, welling in her sapphire eyes.He'd known that desire had had nothing to do with Sheila's need tobecome outwardly what she'd been inwardly all her life. It was need, acompulsion, that drove her to become what she was intended, by God ornature or both, to be.Sheila had no reply. "NORA: To herself. "Thank Christ, I thought he needed another diaper change." She arrives.DAD: "Nora, this is Frank. He was your husband's Conscientious Objector during the war."NORA: "No, no he's not, Dad, he's Humphrey Bogart and he's a robber. He robbed my cradle."DAD: "Oh, Nora, don't say such things. It's wrong. You're just mad because I had that onion sandwich late last night when we were watching Noir Alley & you had to tend me with a Depends."NORA: Rolls her eyes as her flat as a. I feel you inhale sharply as I pull away, your nipples pushing against me. I stare into your eyes as I move down your body. You’re scared and confused. Your body is betraying you as I feel the heat from your pussy. I bring my mouth down and blow on your wet clit. I put my mouth on your pussy and finally taste you. I lick up all your juices, flicking my tongue over your clit. You lift your hips for more.I bring my fingers to caress the inside of your thighs and rest my hand on your hot pussy. My. I moved to her stomach licking and kissing as I kept going down slowly, savoring every inch of her body.when I got to her panty covered pussy I licked over her panties as she arched her back. She was soaking wet and whimpering and I knew her cum would fill my mouth and cover my cock in no time. I slipped my fingers under her panties and pulled them exposing her trimmed bush. Her pussy looked gorgeous, pink, wet, and hungry for use. For a 63 year old woman, she was stacked and ready like any.