God she felt lovely and soft for an old woman. It seemed I held her like that for a long-time, but really it must have been only about 10 seconds."Cof...ee will do fine Jess," I said trying to act normal but I now had a raging hard on, which was surprising me, getting a hard-on over an old woman.Jess moved away then turned and looked at me, I just couldn't understand the look she gave, it was as though she wanted to stay where she had been with my hands on her breasts. Then for no obvious reason. My first boyfriend always wanted to bite my arms and hands.And the best thing in me l, which every man would agree is my big girly ass and long shaped legs. If somebody saw only my ass and legs, they will pay millions to fuck me thinking I am a hot girl. My ass is really big and exactly like a girl. So with a slim waist, my ass really flaunts itself. And my legs are long. And soft.So coming to the story. When I joined the college, far far away from my home, I could experiment into my own. I never figured out how old she was, but a little older than me. 35-40, at a guess.As the night progressed, the cake was eaten, presents opened, and the younger k**s and their parents went home. A few friends and family stayed, drinking, talking, and having a good time. Someone suggested that, since it was my cousin's 18th birthday, he deserved a little adult fun, and a couple women started playing, giving him pole dances and pretending to strip for him. Sandy was one of them, and I watched. “You really should. We all remember the last time he made one. It turned out like an old kitchen sponge,” Mom said.I just threw up my hands and made myself some tea. By the time it was ready, Peggy had joined us.“Oh good, you made it,” Peggy said to my dad as he took it out of the oven.You make one mistake!For once, the seedings had held. St. Joe was number one and we were number two. Since they joined our conference, they’d had the best baseball program. They actually fielded three teams.