"Okay. I'll try."He couldn't free his right arm from around Mary, so he brushed her bangs aside with his nose and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead...as he raised his left hand. He ran the side of his left forefinger down the line of her jaw and whispered, "G'night, Pixie."Her arms tightened about him for a moment, and then she lifted her tear-streaked face and he heard the two soft little grunts. He gently pressed his lips to hers for the "MmmmmmmmMAH!"She returned her face to his shoulder. I will tell it in her own words.My job consisted of filling shelves during the day, and to do this I had to make several visits to the warehouse to refill my trolley with stock. There was several young men that worked there, all in their late teens and early twenties. I was fifty five at the time, and going through a rather nasty divorce. I still regarded myself as attractive with shoulder length blonde hair, lovely brown eyes and still had a reasonable figure, with the best parts being my bum. A trickle of sweat rolled down her rib cage.Jimar sat up, taking her body in his arms once more. She adored the way he held on to her like that. The firmness, the power she could feel in his hands. His tongue found her nipples, and he suckled them. She didn’t think they could become any more erect than they already were, but with the tender touch of his tongue and lips, each nipple became stiff.They stayed in this position for a few more minutes, before Jimar said “I could use a shower. How. The pouting lips of her cunt showed, all else was concealed. She smiled up at the mirror, and a pretty little blue-eyed blonde smiled back, a pink- skinned blonde with the bare pussy of a little girl, but with the tits and flaring hips of a woman."I like it, Tommy," she said. "I like the way you made me look. Still want to eat me?" Yeah, but let's try a different position. Let's try it with you kneeling over my face," he suggested.With Tommy lying on his back, she got on her knees and spread.