The few times our families socialized, he was always the affable good host, but his congeniality was balanced with a reserve that piqued my curiosity....he evening when I had worn a new pair of too-high heels to one of the Westons’ summer parties and stupidly tripped while navigating the stairs, a pair of strong arms kept me from tottering to the floor.“Careful, Fiona.” Mr. Weston’s authoritative voice was much closer than it had ever been and I realized he was the one who'd caught me and was now. So, anyway, there I was one Saturday afternoon in early August laying naked on my sunbed when a voice comes through the fence saying “you love showing off those big tits of yours don’t you little girl”I should mention here that 1. I am not little as we established earlier and 2. I’m not young either, I’m 32 but as you will find out Tom is a filthy deviant old man of 85 so to him I guess I’m a ‘little girl’.I look up from the sun lounger and can’t see anyone looking at me, however, our fence is. I was so taken back by Dot’s openness that I almost fell off the stool.Dot put out a hand to steady me and as I climbed down she pull my hand into her top.“Dirty bugger he is”, said Dot. But it was her that placed my hand there. ”He’s always trying to cop a feel”By now Dot and I had made a love a few times and I knew she could be a bit of a flirt to say the least, but it had always been between ourselves. I pulled back my hand and collected my tools.As I was washing up I overheard Dot telling. Her pussy filled with her cum I was licking her cum and tasting it her pussy was so tight that I cant even insert my single finger.Then she felt a lot relaxed now I turned her over and she was facing the ceiling I began to slap her huge ass. Within seconds it began red she was moaning with my each slap. I parted her ass cheeks and kissed, licked her ass. Reached her pussy my nose were poking her asshole my tongue was licking her dripping pussy.My face were buried inside her ass cheeks she.