It wasn’t long before my balls lifted and my cock began to swell with the load of semen gathering at its base.“Now, Tandra” I groaned as I pulle... her back tightly against me. “Hold me tight, now.”The trick worked, because not only did her walls start to flutter again, but her breathing changed to a sensual and gasping fight for air. I was almost at that point of no return when her cunt suddenly clenched and grabbed my shaft, almost immobilizing my manhood in her love tunnel. I thrust hard to. ."When you are over sixty-seven who gives a crap?I was talking to a girl in the bar last night. She said,"If you lost a few pounds, had a shave and got your haircut, you'd look all right."I said, "If I did that, I'd be talking to your friends over there instead of you."When you are over sixty-seven who gives a crap?I was telling a girl in the pub about my ability to guess what day a woman was born on just by feeling her boobs."Really" she said, "Go on then ... try."After about thirty seconds of. She makes no attempt to hide them, but looks down at me and feigns embarrassment. I am half hoping she will put them under my nose and invite me to sniff her essence, but even she seems to draw the line at that. If only we could read each other's mind, there would be so much more excitement in the world.Esme turns to the kitchen but Gabi has gone, so she does a precarious balancing act while stepping into the knickers, turning as she does, so I get a very brief view of her buttocks before the. Surely, I can’t be the only one seeing this? But few people know my father like I do…As I watch again, they are whispering to each other, heads inches apart, Katie looking longingly into his eyes, stroking the back of his neck, whilst this time there's no doubting my father’s hands stray a little on to her pert, little bum, resplendent in the short pink dress she is wearing. The song finally ends, and the DJ picks up the pace again. They stop dancing and instead stand there talking for a.