She was tired of all the gossip, and not having any friends. It was a small town populated by smaller minds.Marie loved to write fiction, especially e...otic fiction. She had hundreds of erotic stories on her tablet, which had been stolen five months ago. Whoever stole it had edited some of the racier stories so they appeared to be diary entries. One day she was a popular cheerleader, who all the boys wanted to date and all the girls envied. Then the faux diaries got posted all over social media. Ray again expressed his regrets that he couldn't come to the cottage this weekend and asked about the cottage.Pat said, "I bought the cottage about 10 years ago as both an investment and a place to go to unwind from the pressures of the job. The cottage is just across the state line and it's on a good size lake. I am kind of a tom-boy so I can do most of the things I enjoy doing up there besides relaxing. In the summer it's fishing and water skiing, in the fall it's duck hunting and in the. She escorted me behind the counter and into an office she gave me a seat and after a few minutes a man came in. He wasn't what I was expecting. He was a white guy, older and balding, with a bit of a gut. He looked like he hadn't shaved in a while and he was wearing what looked like it was once a suit but he had slept in it. I looked down at his feet he had on very expensive loafers but no socks.All of a sudden it clicked for me and I had to fight to keep a straight face. I was sure that there. I got my hand under her skirt and into Alice’s knickers, her pussy was very bushy, l whispered “l want to eat you”, she answered by opening her legs which spread her 60-year-old pussy lips, Alice’s clitoris had swollen and protruding from between her lips l gently rubbed my thumb over her clit she let out a gasp. I lowering myself into position and peeled down her knickers, put my mouth over Alice’s clit and started sucking her, she was pushing her crutch against my mouth whimpering, her love.