The best thing about a mature woman is that she knows what she wants in sex. I got her undressed and started undressing too. I came on top of her and ...tarted running my tongue all over her body. I nibbled at her ears , down her neck and beautiful dove face. She was responding to me, there was no talking. I reached her bosom and gave her perky nipples a bite. She let out a faint cry, I circled my lips on her aerolas and try sucking those melons. I felt my erection touching her pussy lips. I got. Looking about in wonder, he proceeded to the living room, and there, on a side table, was a small Christmas tree in a clay pot. The tree bore a string of brightly colored lights that flickered like candles, and there were cloth bows and handmade ornaments depending from the branches. On the floor beside the tree was a huge box wrapped in gold foil with a big red bow on top. More garland decked the walls about the room, with scattered candles providing the only other light in the room."It was. ”The Klack Queen moved her drop shaped head and looked at me with her black almond shaped eyes. “We think you should enjoy your evening and not pay too much attention to our titles and positions, simply speak your mind and don’t worry about protocol. It is even confusing to me sometimes.”I responded as best as I could reaching high notes while speaking Klacktic. “Thank you, Queen of the first Nest.”She wiggled her antenna. “How delightful, a human taking the time to learn Klacktic and speaking. The robe hung delectably off her prodigious bosom, contributing to its shortness, and this further put her shapely legs on full display. Now, the heels, at least, should have signaled that something was up, but I was too stunned by Marilyn's appearance to think such things at the time.I don't know how long I stood there doing my famous goldfish impression, but eventually, Marilyn asked, "What did you need, Jim?"Even after she spoke, it took a moment for my brain to kick back in. "Uh, Sandy.