The lock down has changed everything for me and not just for the better. Hi I’m Meg Rawling born and bred in Hampshire England, as opposed to New Ha...pshire USA. I’m coming up to 60 years old in a couple of months, still feeling and looking good. Dark brown hair and a dark complexion, my boob size various 34c to 36b depends on bra supplier but there still firm as is my ass but the best bits are my legs. Never stopped my exercise and diet control and not being big headed it shows when I look at. "Yes," Carla breathed into my ear, "I can get you into a 26. What style do you like? Lots of lace and without a bra?"Another monumental moment of truth, and by now I wanted to tell it. Lost in the moment, I heard myself tell Carla, "Silky and with a bra -- like this one." I was ever so embarrassed to have to point out the sexy black garment to her. Now she knew for sure. Others started to gather, tourists, giggling at the show."Would you like to try it on, 'sir'?" Carla was making a big deal of. “Sometimes people need to learn how their words and actions affect others.” He nearly laughed. He’d made a pact with a teenage girl to get her into her first choice college if she played spank and tickle with him. He was one to talk! “Tell her she can do that kind of behavior after she gets to college, but not before. Tell her being a slut is not what the admissions staff at Georgetown considers a quality extra-curricular activity.” “Uh … okay. Is that where she wants to go? I hardly ever talk. ” She rubbed her fingers around my ball sack, pinching the skin lightly in places. “Sweaty, but normal,” she announced. “Testicles.” She handled my balls, feeling them all over. I would swear if I didn’t know better that she was just playing with my nuts. “The testicles feel good.” “The doctor never--” “I have to be thorough,” she said, cutting me off. “You appear to have a healthy erection.” I felt her lift my penis. I turned and saw her examining it closely. “Look to your left, please, Alex.”.