On one particular day, while carrying the hand basket for Penny, I noticed a well-dressed but matronly figured woman shopping almost exclusively for b...oze. Well that’s all her trolley contained, bottles of spirits, other than a bag of dog biscuits. I guess her age was mid-fifties to late-fifties, about thirty years older than us. Her hair was clearly coloured to disguise her grey hair and had that odd blue tinge to it that older woman seem to go for. What caught my eye though was an expensive. Her lips continue to lustfully suck on my lips as her hand holds my hard penis. Pulling her mouth away from me, Katherine says ‘I thought I felt something pressing against me. My husband has the same reaction all the time.’ I find it awkward that she is mentioning her husband while making out with me and holding my hard dick. I push her hand away and try to move out of the corner. It isn’t that I don’t enjoy making out with her, I don’t like being backed into a corner. ‘I saw you gawking at. She felt her righteous fury swell mixed in with a desire to get her hands on that cock. Maybe she could take him instead, wouldn’t that be only fair? Just the thought of that cock spasming and cumming on her skin gave her a little shiver of pleasure.“Okay, douche canoe, let’s have a go.”“Wha-oaahah!”She flew up to the rooftop of the student’s center and put him down on his back. The shock of it started wilting his hard-on.“Oh no you don’t,” she straddled his legs and gripped his cock in her. “Why are you here in this church parking lot? We intended to hold the briefing out on the soccer fields,” Hill demanded in an upset voice.“We’ve been here waiting for you since just after three this morning. We’ve seen and listened to everything that your people have been doing since they began arriving at around six this morning. I have a good mind to turn loose about 200 Grroz in your headquarters because of your dishonesty,” I told him. Hill and his people turned pale on hearing what I had.