I removed her panty. She had a thick bush but her pussy could be seen.I entered my two fingers and it was not that easy and not that too hard, as she ...as a woman of 46 years. Then I finger fucked her and sucked her pussy lips very hard.Her juices started oozing. It tasted like salty thick water. Now I got fully in the mood and removed my boxer for insertion. She suddenly got up and sat.She said not to insert my penis. I tried to convince her, but she said no, not without a condom. I can’t let. ” She straightened up and stepped back.“Don’t you wanna be that guy?” - She asked“Which guy?” Again, playing stupid.“The guy who’s dick I’m sitting on in that scene.”I have no response. I have no idea what to do, and I’m freaking out internally. “Listen, I’m going to ask you one more question. I don’t want any of this puppy dog, dear in headlights, I’m a professional bullshit. I want your honest response. That’s all. Just respond yes or no. No hesitation” I sit there, shocked, considering what. As I peered in, the remaining K’s were seated in the living room eating off metal TV trays. The daughter, the driver had survived. Her arm broken she was seated on the couch. They had a color TV, the lucky dogs.They owed double. $2.50 which was a lot of money 50 years ago. I eased back down off my tiptoes and returned to the night without knocking.Two houses down the Miles family; the missus, her husband, and their small child. The missus was a favorite. She’d most of the time come to the side. I could see her hand pulsing up and down, bending at the knuckles, as she held her still between fingers and thumb and a firm hand on her ass. The barmaid just smiled in their direction, obviously aware as to what was going on.I felt left out as if I was home alone and watching an episode of The Little House on the Prairie, wondering when the couple were going to kiss, if ever. The inside of this pub was far more advanced than anything I had seen on television. I suddenly expected strange.