That couple is Clark Goodson and his wife Betsy. Clark was fifty-seven years old and a pretty normal guy at five feet and ten inches tall and weighing...about one hundred and seventy-five pounds, and he seemed to be in good shape from working out. I felt a little jealous of them since they both enjoyed the same hobby and were spending a lot of time together, while I had to attend the shows alone.Betsy was a lovely woman of fifty-four years old. She is what you might consider to be a full-figured. "Mmmm," Sam moaned as Sally's tongue licked into her ear. Then she heard her whisper something. However, blood was pumping so hard in her head that she didn't hear what she said. "What?" she asked breathlessly."I... I want to eat you!" Sally whispered again, her voice louder and trembling just a bit."Oh God," was Sam's only response.Sally took that as an okay and began to kiss back down her neck. Her lips moved slowly, planting little butterfly kisses on her soft skin as she went lower. When. Val cringed, her mascara had run, her lipstick was smeared. What would people think of her? Marty held the ‘door open’ button and looked out. Left. Right. Left. ‘My room is to the left,’ he said. ‘Careful, there are people coming from that direction.’ Oh, no, she thought, but Marty had anticipated as much and draped his jacket over her shoulders and shielded her face from the two women headed toward the elevator they has just left. Val felt a flutter between her legs at the thought of either. —-Early morning, I shaved and got ready after checking the first show at 11:15 AM at Spice Noida. Almost 25 kms drive from her place, so I reached at her society at almost 10.30 AM. Reaching her place I texted her and she said she will be meeting at the society gate and not at the place where I dropped her yesterday. Later she told that her Bhabi was at the local shopping mart and she might have caught us. I nodded in acceptance to her reason and we headed to Noida. She was comfortable now and.