She wedged her free hand under his pants, wiggled them down as he rolled his hips to help. And then, they slid over it, slid it around to touch his ba...ls, to tease them, gently squeezing them. She slid her hand on, her fingernails tickling the base of his pulsing cock, running along the underside of his prick as he withdrew it on the backstroke while he continued all the while the rhythmic fucking of her open mouth.Mark could feel the boiling sperm building up in his scrotum, and a sideward. The girl replies, ‘I’d guess about 29.’ The woman replies with a big smile, ‘Nope, I’m 50.’Now she’s feeling really good about herself. She stops at a candy shop on her way down the street.She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the assistant the same burning question.The clerk responds, ‘Oh, I’d say 30.’Again she proudly responds, ‘I’m 50, but thank you!’While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next to her the same question.He replies, ‘Lady, I’m 78 and. Was there anything you liked about it?”“It rode better,” she admitted.“In the seat, the chest, the lower ‘V’ around the neck. Where? Nothing was listed. I watched you walk all evening in that one and you looked comfortable. Am I wrong?”“No, you aren’t wrong,” she admitted reluctantly, realizing her mistake.“Again, if it wasn’t to your taste, say so, but give the outfit it’s proper due. Monday evening you had a turquoise and peach suit on. Tankini, I believe they are called. Although that outfit. "What? No kiss for me?" Chuck teased while taking off his coat. Without missing a beat, Tory went over and gave Chuck a kiss on the cheek, and then all four began laughing.Tory brought Denise inside to introduce her to the rest of the group while Chuck helped Mitch with the coats. Out of the corner of her eye, Tory thought she saw Chuck give Mitch a folder but dismissed it as being Navy business.After introductions, Tory was in the kitchen getting the last-minute things done before the food.