Reaching over to her pussy, I slip my finger in to feel how wet she is. She slips down in the seat to spread her legs for my test. My finger easily go...s deep into her. She is now well down on the seat, legs spread, wanting me to finger her.She looks over at my cock and sees the bulge in my pants. Leaning over she pulls down my zipper, being careful not to lose my fingers from her cunt. With a little work-it's not easy to get a long, hard cock out of a pair of pants in a car-she finally releases. BELIEVE me, I know the type. Did you meet Jimmy in high school or later?" I asked."Later." Was he older?"Lize regarded me. "Don't press me about him, Ethan. I don't care to know anything about your previous love life. Please respect me on this." Fair enough." Jimmy was a mistake. A mistake I regret. Enough said." Understood. It's a dead topic, Lize." I looked into her eyes. "Okay?"She smiled. "Okay."I scanned her up and down. "You do look sensational. What about the socks? Did they come from. I was there, while our old neighbor Susan came out and called me from the fence.Susan was a divorcee; a very sensual one, although she was in her early sixties. During a long time, I had dreamed about fucking this sexy old lady, but I had never got the chance…So we started chatting through the fence and I invited her a glass of sweet cold white wine. Soon, she was getting a bit fuzzy, since I had refilled several times her glass.Before I could think about it, our conversation turned to. He’s not my father, and I will not refer to him as such. I will show him the respect that he is due as an adult and your husband. What I will not do is kowtow to him, and I will not be forced to call him something he’s not. Now you know why I wanted the two-signature requirement as I expected something like this from him or my brothers.”“Well, that was from left field Barnim. You’ve never said anything like that before. What brought this on?”“Well with what happened to me, I did some soul.