I went out to bathroom and stay on her room to see more glips of her body. Luckily my parents had gone out and were suppose to come home next day as m... aunty was ill. When I was waiting in her room I started to hard on and I was holding my dick with my hands. About a few minutes later she came out from the shower and she didn’t notice that I am sitting on her bed and she took off the towel around her body and I saw her big tits and hairy pussy infront of me all of the sudden when she saw me she. "I like that."Slowly, very slowly, I increased the pressure, still moving my finger around and around. At first, the tight muscle of her asshole would not yield. Then it gave a little and my finger dipped slightly into her. I kept moving and pressing. My finger slid into her little by little. Soon it was as far as the first joint. Then it was as far as the second joint. I pushed it forward and buried my middle finger all the way into Andie's ass."Oh, jeez," she said, "that feels so good!" She. Turner wasn’t the mean hearted bitch that I thought she was.She was fifty-five years old and going through menopause. She was concerned about no longer being able to reproduce and being washed up as a woman. Her husband hardly ever made love to her anymore.At sixty-two years old I needed sex like I always have and Mrs. Turner was a means to an end.Mrs. Turner came by right on time every morning come rain or shine. Jill would say hi to her as she went to my backdoor. I thought that it was cute. “No, no,” she said. “My mother’s not coming; whatever gave you that idea?”“I don’t know; I guess it was just a bad joke. Why don’t you just tell me exactly why we need to ‘talk’ and end the mystery?”My irritation seemed to set her back a bit, but she quickly recovered.“I’ve been reading an online forum on female sexuality, even posting every now and then, and I’ve learned about the differences between the male and female sex drives.”She hesitated.“Yeah, yeah,” I said, not sure where this was.