She lifted her feet one at a time so he could slip her shoes off and remove her pants and underwear. He gently urged her to sit on the couch, propping...a pillow behind her back and head to make her more comfortable. She sat and he spread her legs, his hands rubbing and massaging her full thighs, moving ever closer to her damp neatly-trimmed patch of dark brown pubic hair. His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply of the scent of her arousal. His fingers lightly brushed her damp curls, pressing. They must have sensed his presence and both turned and looked at the same time. The woman on top got off my Grandma quickly, stood on the floor and looked for something to hide herself with. All the time keeping her head down, preventing Tim from seeing her facial features, but it wasn't her face Tim was looking at. It looked ridiculous, the pink plastic cock rising out from her crotch. She fiddled with the straps and withdrew the part that was buried in her pussy, picked up and wrapped a skirt. After her breasts were exposed, Tim exposed her pussy. He couldn’t believe the sight. Just above her dripping pussy was a little patch of brown hair, well maintained. Tim slowly leaned forward and began to tease her. He kissed the insides of her thighs, rubbing her patch. He gave her pussy a quick kiss. Again, a quick lick on her clit. “Ahhhhh, oooh, yes!, she screamed in passion.” Tim couldn’t hold back any longer. He went at her madly, licking up all her juice, forcing his tongue as far in. ) So just as we got to Maysville there was a sign on side of the road about home made food. As we pulled in to the place there was only 4 cars in the lot. But it was 3 in the afternoon too. The place was some out of the way bar on the edge of town. So we got out of the car and went in as our eye's got use to the dim lights we could see we where the only white people in the bar HELL I was the only lady in the place. So we sat at table over near the pool table. When we got in the booth the.