"Sam eased up on one elbow. "Well you're definitely strange and I was a pensioner when I looked in the mirror last so I guess that makes us about even...- and I'm not wasting this."So saying she grabbed 'this', swung a leg over Sven's waist and eased herself onto his once again quite hard cock. What she was saying was lost as she went "mmmm - yes," quietly almost to herself as 'this' slid easily through wetness not long before produced. She knelt comfortably, Sven's prick buried deep inside,. It was indeed a pleasure to spend some time in her flat in the air conditioned luxury. Shanthi aunty was just 24 and was a beauty.She used to come to our flat in the evening when my mother returns from office and they both cooked food for supper and shanthi aunty took food in our flat and then left to her flat to sleep. Sometimes she used to wear jeans and t shirt and some times pyjama and top, and sometimes churidar and kurtha. What ever she wore she used to be beautiful and charming.She used. So ... as long as your Mum says it's okay ... would you like to come to a game with me; as a birthday treat?" His eyes immediately turned to his mother, although he didn't say anything ... but his look asked the question." ... I don't see why not ... if Mac is offering," Lorraine said. I think Ricky was in shock." ... Yes, please!" he said in a small voice: but I could tell that he was made up." ... And how about you, Lorraine ... I can always get three tickets?" I think her smile was almost as. " Brett replied happily in their shared conspiracy."Here, take this." Ruth demanded as she handed over a half smoked joint.I took it and snuck a puff as Ruth pushed Brett down on the couch and straddled him, leaning forward she dropped her heavy breasts over his face and rubbed them up and down. I laughed as they struggled, Brett trying to get away while Ruth tried to suffocate him, her large breasts almost popping out of her low top as she rubbed her body over his. Eventually, Brett gave up.