I got the impression that, while she liked me and probably would have given me a score of three out of five, she wasn't really impressed. Like I said ... 57 years old.I was in my office, leaning back in my chair with my eyes closed and trying not to nod off – she had really given me very little time for sleeping – when I heard Coffee say, "Sleeping the sleep of the innocent?"I opened my eyes and looked into her beautiful face. She was grinning."I don't know whether to thank you, or consider some. After I shucked my pants and blouse, he stepped close. I unclasp my bra. He caught my revealed tits and kissed their crowns. Then he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deep. Our lips and tongues met gently. He pulled off his tee, somehow without disturbing our passion. Then his pants fell to the floor. “I need to use you.”“Please, don’t call it that.” I broke our kiss but hung my head on his shoulder. Andrew’s hard prick prodded the top of my panties. His hand wormed down and reached. He shouted, 'Daisy' and told her to come in. A couple of minutes later I saw the back door open and in comes a girl. Only as she came closer I realized she was a woman in her late twenties. But the most striking thing about her was her height. She was perhaps not a midget technically but she looked like one. She was only a hair over 4' in height. Every part of her body was in proportion to her height except her belly. The tank top covered half her belly and the rest was bulging out for me to. I did as she said and I got down on my knees. She left the room and when she came back, she had her cock contraption on. She walked towards me. Her cock was pretty big. I was wondering how she planned on getting that into my virginal asshole. I found it very exciting. “Suck my cock,” bitch! “I’m not sucking your cock. That’s gay.” “You cannot talk to me like that. Either suck my cock or I’ll give you a spanking.” A spanking? She must have been losing her marbles. I couldn’t believe my MILF.