She didn't understand the maturity comment. At first, she thought that just meant that I thought older women were sexy. I had to explain that the matu...ity I meant was the maturity of the mind. In other words, she didn't view sex like a twenty year old, who is too preoccupied with what people think to really get down and enjoy her self.As a 63 year old wife she had nothing to worry about. As my wife she had nothing to hold her back from fully indulging her every desire. Much to my surprise, she. Driver1 then started to pull up the hem of her skirt above her ass cheeks and started to grab her ass and put one of his legs between her legs, so that Irene couldn’t close her thighs to block the way for his hands spidering her cunt.At least at this point (again my guess) Irene's face did show some visible sort of reaction, getting blushed, getting sweaty, whatever.Driver1 couldn’t do much more, but he started to finger her cunt in slow motions and not to forget, he knew the spots where to. ” she stammered. “Not good enough,” I roared and ripping her bra off I pushed her back on the counter. She lay there naked. WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! I could see tears rolling down her cheeks as she endured her punishment but I was not happy. This was simply too serious a breach of the rules we had agreed on. Roughly I took each of her thighs in my hands and spread her legs apart. “No, please.” she begged. “You deserve this babe; you brought it on yourself.” Aiming carefully the next slap. Your hand starts to slide up my inner thigh feeling my damp pussy on my thong. Oh yes, I move my legs apart as I feel you explore. I lean in and whisper in your ear “let’s go to the toilet as I want you to fuck me”. We get up and walk towards the toilets, hmm ladies or gents? Well ladies it is – no one in at the moment. We walk in and take the far end cubicle. As soon as you lock the door we kiss, hard, deep. You straight away remove my skirt burying your face in my pussy, smelling my moistness.