From the very first feelings I had about my sexuality I realised I had a strange fetish toward older men, the fatter, the hairier the sweatier the bet...er, well within reason but I understood this fetish very well so much so that I avoided almost all contact with people my own age or younger than me in any sexual manner it was something that didn't turn me on at all and was definitely out of my comfort zone unless I was extremely desperate, so this particular day was a Saturday morning and I was. "Bloody hell Garry" I laughed, "They've got each other's panties on!"They moved again and it was Shannon's turn to display her gorgeous little bottom, mum's tiny white knickers just visible in between her cheeks, they moved back onto the lawn as we pulled ourselves out, I raced into the kitchen for some towels and came back just in time to see Shannon's hand reaching under mum's cut off tee shirt.Her nipple was already hard as her new friend took it into her mouth and sucked it lovingly for a. She would position her legs over the side. She would lie back and let the pulsating water spray onto her cunt. She was especially horny on the day her and her lover would meet. She spent a long time in the bath enjoying the jet spraying inside of her pussy. She loved the feeling of the sharp spray of the water directly hitting her clit and cunt.She had several orgasms. Her pussy felt amazing and could not wait to feel her lover’s tongue inside of her. He was a pussy connoisseur. He loved. "Laresa, when it is safe, come to me." Sir?" she asked. He could tell she was questioning him, something he had given her free reign to do."It is time Laresa. You have served me for several years now." Jonathan lay down on his bed and waved her toward the window. "Calm the storm and then come to me. My life is ending and it is with you I wish to please, before I go."He watched her gaze shift from his old, frail body to the ocean that pounded at the ship. He felt the wind settle and the rolling.