She handed me the wash rag and asked me to wash it off for her. It was already soapy so I washed her tits and face and I reached down to her old pussy...and washed between her legs, she put her foot up on the rail that was in there, I assumed it was a signal to me to wash her pussy some more so I lathered it up really good and knelt down and started running the soapy rag over her grey haired clit and asshole. I knew this was wrong but felt myself enjoying it and when I put my finger on her old. I reached for the doorknob, and it's cold metal shocked me. Mom. She was inside, waiting. Time ceased to flow for me, but I could feel the universe spinning around my grip on the round handle. Insect dots hung about the porch light. My eyes flew out of my head and looked around 360 degrees. Darkness had surrounded the porch. Yellow street lamps lent a wicked color to the black tarmac. It could have been a dream. Because when I dream of that moment, I remember the question that changed. It. I wanted to talk to Sue but she was gossiping with Gracie, Nora and her sister. Being ignored is the story of my life. I may have been the center of attention a few times but I knew it would end after this week and this was just a preview.But then I noticed out of the side of my eyes another gal came skipping up to us. Wouldn’t you know it, it was Mia! Maybe now I could talk to someone. She had one of the other fairies in tow -- the really little one and she was still in her green outfit. There was her beautiful pussy. Beautiful den, neatly shaven as I like, something which every man would crave for. I parted her legs and dug my tongue in her pussy.As soon as I touched it she shivered as if a shock was passed through her body. I was eating her love hole like a pro and she was letting out loud moans saying ‘Yesss Cummon, eat my pussy harder you fucker. Tear it apart. Take me like a whore. Fuck me come on’. All these words were making me hornier.Now was the time to pump her. I got.