She heard giggles from behind her with comments like, “A beautifully red bum … Her bottom cheeks are hanging down still even with her hands on her...head … Such huge boobs, and did you see the size of her nipples … Look at those bat wings … Did you see her turkey neck and her creased skin below her nose?” Dale blushed but didn’t think it so wrong of the girls as they were making a point, which was that they were the ones in charge here. She knew that all those descriptions were true and she was. “Turn around” his voice husky and commanding. Jill Bridger did as she was told, her mind saying no, but her body disobeying it. The aged body did not look its full 62 years, it had grown a little plumper but still, she was not overly ashamed of it. She had always thought her breasts were too large, but she got a lot of pleasurable from them, as they were sensitive, and her husband certainly found them enjoyable to play with. What she did feel ashamed about was being so willing to do as her. I had a steady job at one of those big chain hardware stores and a decent apartment. I didn't have a regular girlfriend and quite frankly I didn't want one. I was having too much fun playing the field with the girls who came down from the college. Sometimes it wasn't that easy. I had just gotten out of a messy situation with a girl who'd wanted something more than just a good hot time. To be honest, I have no idea what she saw in me beyond my looks. I definitely wasn't in her league. She. His body was great, but then again, so was mine. This was the first time i'd seen him wearing a normal pair of board shorts instead of our ultra tight speedos, and the damn guy was still bulging a slight bit. "Hey bud what's going on" he said to me as I walked out the back door"Nothing much, just ready for some grub and swimming with my bud" I joked"Hope you don't mind, my Dads home today and wants to come swimming" he told me"Nah b*o it's fine, he seems like a pretty chill guy" "Haha he is,".