October will see my next visit, the trees across the valley will become a bright mural of golds, oranges and reds with only a few splashes of green in...ermingled. I will stop on the far side of the valley during that visit and gather walnuts for cookies, pies and ice salads.It was definitely a skirt she wore. A blue denim mini which ride low on her hips and high on her thighs. Her plain white blouse opened down the front, pulled up and tied beneath breasts which it seemed strained to hold. In. "Which kind, pet?" The the 120's," I said, indicating the pack.As soon as I spoke she grinned and said, tapping a red pack sittingbeside the till, "Same as me then!"Handing me a pack she chattered brightly telling me how she only eversmoked Embassy 120 slim's, because they were in her mind the only trulyfeminine brand. As she spoke it seemed to me that she was talking to mein the same way she would discuss her brand of choice with a girlfriend. The idea that this woman might consider me a. She must have sensed my hesitancy. “Don’t worry,” she assured me. “I need this.”With that, she put her hand behind my head and guided me into position. I slid down until my mouth was level with her breasts. She gently pulled me into her left boob.After a final deep breath, I wrapped my lips around her left nipple, just past her areola, and sucked. Katy’s milk shot into my mouth in a narrow stream against my tongue. It was warm and sweet, and while I wasn’t so sure about the taste, I did love. Once I was sure she was still asleep, I carefully pulled the panties far enough to the side to see her puffy labia, covered in fine blonde hair. I was so horny I could barely control myself, but this is as far as I could ever go. A couple of weeks before this, she had jokingly told me to pull my shorts up or buy myself a trimmer as I stood in her doorway wearing two pair of spandex compression shorts to hold my hard dick against my thigh, with my pajama bottoms sagging low enough to expose some.