So on that hot late summer’s day, began a change in our relationship, shielded from the house by a tall thick privet hedge he moved behind me, I sen...e his bulk, I leant my head into his bare sweating chest and felt his strong arms wrap around my body, one arm supported my around my waist while the other with his thick knelled fingers soon had my trousers belt undone then the trousers’ hook and eye then the fly zip was eased down a enough to cause my trousers to fall just as far as my hips,. "A fist?" he asked."Like this," I said, clenching my fingers. "Stick your entire fist in her hold, as far as it will go."At the mention of "fist," the old lady started dripping gushers of pussy juice onto the sheet. She was obviously recalling something from her past, something she had loved. She had lubricated enough in about five seconds to provide a smooth entry for the kid. His arm went in past the wrist."Oh, yes, oh God, yes," she said, pushing forward with her pelvis. "Fuck me with your. . you tasted so good at the restaurant, that you put dinner to shame. And I want more of that. Let's just call you my dessert!"Etan pushed her gently onto her back on the blanket as she giggled at his words. He pushed up her tight dress as she raised her hips up a bit. He moved between her spread thighs and laid down preparing for the feast. Using his thumbs, he pulled apart the lips of her tight pink pussy and peered into the dripping sweet hole."Please, Sir..." Now this time, Angel, you can. "Yes feel it," said I unbuttoning. She grabbed at it as if she meant to pull it off.Her manners struck me as uncommon, and I began to feel uncomfortable; but under the squeezing of my cock, and the feeling of her cunt the usual desire to leave one's sperm up her came over me. "Let me fuck you,—I'll give you two shillings more." Without reply she fell back on the bed, I began to throw up her clothes. "Oh! no I can't let you do that." I had when with strange women just then been using French.