Then she missed the hamper once again with her panties. She cleaned herself up and then stood up.Her routine was normally to just go straight to the s...ower around the privacy wall, but today.... She stepped up to the vanity and admired herself in the mirror. At 39, she had a body that many women half her age would envy. She had always wished she had bigger tits, but hers filled her hands nicely as she cupped them and weighed them a moment. She felt the small round well defined areola shrink and. Until she did, he would take what he needed. He slid his hands under her top and trailed his fingers up over her belly until he reached her hardened nipples. He heard her sharp intake of breath as he tweaked them between his fingers. “Mmm yes,” he heard her moan. She snaked her hand inside his boxers and grasped his cock firmly in her fist and started stroking him hard. He moved his hands down and slid them over her now fully exposed cheeks. “You have a great ass,” he said and smacked it. But on his face was a grin unlike any ever seen on a possum. His forepaws were busy doing something Bronson felt certain he didn’t want to know about. ‘Pasquale, what in the name of Moby Dick are you talking about?’ The possum continued watching for a moment, then he glanced down. ‘Man, that dude is like some kid unwrapping a birthday present. Check it out.’ Bronson looked back. The female was standing while the male shucked off her pants. The boat rocked a bit. But she put her hands on his. She was too uncertain of her position in his eyes to raise the question but after a few minutes in the car with him, his charm had completely overcome any discouragement she felt. More brusque in his approach than before, he pulled his car into her driveway, parked in the very same spot and turned to her, "Get those pants down, will you please. I can't wait to see that gorgeous bush of yours again. My God that turns me on."But Kari didn't move. "Is that how you're going to treat me? You don't.