I kissed her deep in the mouth and rubbed her breasts through her Walmart shirt. Squeezed her thighs and pussy mound through her khakis. As I ton...ued her, I started pulling off her belt and dropped her pants. She stepped out of them. I reached for the light and dimmed it. Next I began to work on her cheap panties - which she’d gotten from Walmart no doubt. I jammed my finger into her hairy vag and thrummed her insides. She was so gooey it was like a warm pocket of snot. I was ready to. The house was remarkably clean. He could find no dust, no fingerprints, no smudges of any sort on any of the polished or glass surfaces. Granted, she only had herself to clean for, but she was also sitting on or just past seventy years old. I guess everyone has to have a hobby. Must be easier when there's only one. A stab of pain bolted into his brain at the ice-cold thought. You really are one selfish bastard Mike... Do you know that?"Sit Mike, please." "Thanks." Don't be so formal." his. All we had to do was leave the door wide open and wait for him to come by. I sat on the floor, back to the wall, facing the door, with my legs wide apart. Kirsty, naked as I was, crouched in front of me, diving face-first into my crotch. In this position, her knees apart, her beautiful bald pussy could not have been better displayed to someone standing at the entrance to my room. I laid a hand on the back of her head, closed my eyes, and gave full voice to the sensations caused by the. ” This time he looked at me and was smiling ear to ear. “See you then.”I closed the door and walked back toward Carly. She seemed annoyed but we continued the lesson until she spoke.“Have you... Have you ever slept with a guy before?” “No,” I said. “I’d barely even SEEN boys before I arrived here, aside from my brother and some of my cousins. There are some boys from my town but they always seemed to be a few years older or younger.” “Me either... It’s hard for me to talk to them... It’s hard.