Watching those well-padded hips moving in perfect unison on the steps was enough to give me pause in my information gathering efforts. After careful t...ought, I deduced that the landlady was not quite as old as I first thought and she was hiding a pair of long shapely legs under the shapeless dress that went almost down to her partially hidden ankles. She was wearing a pair of shallow cut work shoes with no laces that looked comfortable but ugly to the sight. It was sort of the thing that cut. . as if something was missing. She knew that she wasn't a "lesbian" whatever that meant. She enjoyed her sexual relationships with men. Except there was that undefined something she had only felt once in her young life. Those twinges had returned full blast.Kelly smiled to herself, adjusting her white blouse and while she tugged her short skirt down her thighs. Even then the skirt was still a full five inches above her knees.Stephanie smiled to cover her nervousness when she entered the. This made her hold me tight as I moved the feather slowly on her pussy.I don’t remember the last time I saw a woman cum so much as the feather faced the wrath of her cum making it sticky. My fingers took care of her wet pussy as I massaged her thighs and fingered and massaged her pussy which made her shiver. Never once did she want this to stop.It was time for a nice back massage. I rubbed her back and gave her a nice thumping to tighten up her back muscles which she loved. I then pressed her. "Good girl," I said and I saw her mouth slightly open gasping.I walked to our bedroom and opened my dresser drawer. At the back Ifound it. My dildo."Close your eyes Erin," I told her. I walked up to her and knelt down infront of her. "Keep them closed."I took the tip of the dildo and slightly tickled her clit.She flinched. "That's cold. What are you doing?" Keep them closed."I traced her slit and folds with the tip of the dildo.She was flinching. Her eyes were still closed."How does that.