I kept my intentions straight I knew I want that body be sweating because of me and that pussy to flooding with my liquid. I knew her pussy was not to...ched by any one in more than three decades I was I happy that a beautiful old lady’s pussy is waiting for me so I was very careful while peeling it. I started working on my plan and let my hands touch her body every day and every chance I get.Next day she woke me up from bed to get ready to office so I wanted to start off from there so I pulled. "Are you ticklish?" I asked her while softly pinching her sides with my fingers, and she burst up in laughter. "Stop it, you know I am very ticklish what's your idea?" she said while rolling on the bed to escape my fingers. "We make a bet, on whom will endure more tickling in ten minutes," I said, knowing that Mary couldn't resist a bet on whatever occasion especially with me. "And bet on what" she asked and I cold see she was in with all her senses. "The winner will decide" I said, knowing. ‘We fucked for hours last night and this morning I still want more.’ Thinking about last night only made things worse for poor Kaylia. Her nipples instantly became hard and goose bumps formed on her chest and arms. She needed his meat. In her mouth. In her hands. In her pussy. She wanted him more than ever. ‘ENOUGH.’ She screamed in her own head, ‘I have to get out of bed and do something before I can’t take it anymore.’ So, mustering all her self-will, she climbed out of bed, slid into her. When I'd tortured her to my satisfaction, my tongue took over. From bottom to top, I licked and kissed, her sweet nectar filled my senses and delighted my taste buds. I kissed her labia softly, tugging and stretching the folds. She was delicious. Her lips had a lovely sheen on them from my saliva and her body's reaction from my attention.She massaged her breasts, pinching and tugging while I hungrily explored her sex inside and out. My index finger joined my tongue, it went low, and my tongue.