Only white panties were left. Mom leaned over me to brace her hands against the wall behind my head."I don't want to get paint on these. I had to thro... the black ones out yesterday."Mom waited, still smiling, but didn't say anything more. Her words sank in and I reached out with both hands to tug the panties down her hips. They caught briefly on the jutting swells of her behind, then snapped down to the base of her ass and the thickness of her thighs. Her pussy was bare, a neatly trimmed slot. As I was now being held in place, I continued to lick and poke that old bald pussy in front of me, and the owner moaned louder and was clearly getting more excited, and eagerly I did my best to excite her more.Grandma Willow was soon rubbing her pussy against my face harder and faster, and her moans got louder and louder, until as my tongue pushed as deep as I could inside of her, she gripped me tight, tensed up and then moaned very loudly towards the ceiling."Oh fuck!" she moaned under her. Where he was the Event Planner. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about his first sex partner RaniThe story is by one of his friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. WhSexual Encounters of a Young man- 14 - His First Sex Partner Raniere he was the Event Planner for the company which has organised this fashion show.. He has narrated his. As people started clearing out , my level of lust raised. The bar now only had two men and the wait staff were less active. I turned to her and stuck a finger deep in her pussy , and she gasped and giggled. She was sopping wet! "You dirty old man!" she said. She in turn grabbed and started stroking my cock in my pants. "You're rock hard"...she said .."I might have to help that out". She unzipped my pants , and pulled me out in all my glory, under the table. Thank God the table linens were.