He sat, but still seems untrusting and tense.Instinctively, she gently pushed on his shoulders to lay him down. He was still suspicious of her as she ...traddled him. Figuring it was best to keep her face hidden, for fear that the longer he looked at her, the more likely he was to remember her, she burried her face into his shoulder, gently kissing and biting him.He stayed tense. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him roll his eyes, looking slightly annoyed.She sat up, still crouched over him,. And I could still call her, my bestest mate ever. And you would be fucking sure that I would never tell her or anyone else any of this; Okay maybe the bit about her being my bestest mate ever, but that goes without saying."Who is this strange girl who looks like my Flubberguts but is out of bed at ten thirty on a Sunday? How's my bestest mate? Haven't seen you in a coons age girl!" She wafted into the kitchen like a whirlwind threw her arms around my neck and gave me a huge smooch right on the. I wasn't sure if i had offended her but she said,"Not at all.It's just that i have never been called a milf before.But as i am 60 years old i guess i feel quite pleased to be thought of in that way".We headed back to my place and as she seemed a bit nervous i made her a drink first.As we sat there making small talk she leant over and kissed me before saying,"Come on young man lets get you to bed before you realise that you have asked an old girl back to go to bed with you and change your. I want to lose my virginity to you.”I gulped the last drops of coffee. I stared at her. My eyes involuntary wandered to where her great breasts might have been. Wet with desire. I wiped my mouth. I was dumbstruck at her proposal.I brought out a towel for her.“Go take a wash. The bathroom is over there”.She got up and ambled over to the bath and closed the door.“I want you to be naked by the time I come back,” she said before she closed the door.I sat down on the bed trying to contemplate the.