You are coming next Saturday?” I was pressing her breasts, kissing her neck, pushing her against the sofa’s back by pressing her buttocks.She was ...rapped between me and the sofa. I knew she was speaking with her husband on the phone. “What? Mama and Priya are coming today,” Padma Aunty was speaking. My right hand drifted down into her panties, “No, stop it. No, Dear, not for you. The neighbour’s cat is inside the house.”Padma Aunty looked at me pleadingly. My left hand felt the soft breast’s. I have always been seriously turned on by older women. I come to Grannysexforum.com often and always end up jerking off more than once to the pictures I see. I've never read any of the stories. Always had more interest in the pictures. But something happened recently and I feel I need to tell someone. Obviously I can't tell friends or definitly not family. So I thought maybe here on this forum I'd find people who might understand.On a piticular day I had ditched work just because I didn't feel. This wasn't going to be aseasy as I had thought; I would have to be cautious.The container with my lunch was retrieved from the refrigerator andplaced in the micro. I punched in a couple of minutes and waited forthe bell to inform me that my lunch was warmed up. I then headed backtoward Dan, but on the other side of the table. I stopped opposite himand looked down trying to look as friendly as possible."That smells really good, did you make it?"He looked up into my eyes and started to rise. . Sarah felt Don take a step back, but she was leaning against him and started to fall backwards towards him. Either he’d catch her, or she’d lay on the floor for the rest of her life, embarrassed.Don noticed that she was falling and he reached out to catch her, his hands scooping her bottom. As he caught her, his hands squeezed her ass cheeks. His heart skipped a beat as he touched her. Her shorts weren’t covering her backside as she bent over. Quickly, he set her back up to standing. “Careful.