I just closed the door and slowly went near hear and told please don’t stop fingering. And I caught her boobs and started to press hard. OMG it is v...ry soft. She was fingering with heavy moan at the same time.I just kneel down and took my pant off and gave my penis in her one hand while another hand is busy with fingering. She started to give stroke to my penis. We both were moaning in pleasure. I just caught her hair and forced my penis inside her mouth and she started to suck it hard…. Even from 10 feet away, I could tell she was wearing silk. Do not ask me how I knew, but I did. Maybe it was the way her blouse fell or the jacquard on the fabric. Three years in men’s clothing had taught me a little. For example, the plain forest green wool skirt, falling two hands above her knees, probably had a matching jacket somewhere, but she was not currently wearing it. The blouse closed at the neck, but without a collar and the buttons were hidden. If I were a betting man I would guess. Why not, she thought to herself. Going in she was met by an older woman. She looked to be in her late forties with shoulder length hair, a slender build. Her blouse hugged her, showing off her 36 inch breasts. Her skirt covered her meaty butt, and came down below her knees. Hello, my name is Beth she said. How can I help you today. Smiling Mary said, I was just looking thank you. Can I interest you in looking at anything, Beth asked. Well, it'll be warm soon Mary replied. Could I have a look at. It's hard for me to explain this right in English and maybe this even is a personal thing of mine but don't you sometimes get this situation in your life when something happens and you think you have dreamed about it before? I mean, not in a way like you fantasize about it and want it to become true, not day dreaming, but you actually believe that you have had a dream when you were younger and now you remember it and see those things again happening in reality ? Anyway he arrived at my place.