I think she is ready for you, my son, Blondie chimed. Alexander needed not more prodding. He let the tit fall from his mouth and climbed between Mrs... Dithers legs. He looked down at the older pussy. It was wrinkled some want. And had gray hair on it and she had the biggest clit hed ever seen. She was also very nice and wet from his mothers licking. He aimed his huge cock at her waiting hole. Ohhhhhhh! The head feels so big. I hope I can handle all of you, Mrs. Dithers moaned. Needing no. Speaking from the back seat, arm around her border collie, Pilar said, in Spanish, “Bianca, you’re not in trouble. Don’t be afraid.”My idea.Then, speaking softly, Pilar worried the tawdry story out of an understandingly reluctant Bianca. My initial assumption had been right. For once.The despicable — on so many levels — Troy Ventura had been the mastermind in this sorry little caper. How sorry? He hadn’t even known Tom Lynch had been the mayor until after he coerced his girlfriend into seducing. “Why?” I asked.She hesitated before answering, “I don’t want to get in the way of any work or anything, but if you’re just going to be watching TV or something like that, maybe we could talk some.”“Talk?” I asked. “Talk about what exactly?”“Well, mostly I want to talk about you,” she said. “I kinda think you could help me understand some things.”“What sort things do you think I can help you understand?”“If we get into them now, you’ll probably be late for your dinner meeting,” she said as she. Those endless pilates have left me with flat tummy and a nice firm ass. I try not to be too preoccupied with my body but I like it that my hard work yields results. With a splash of my favorite after-bath oil, I was finished bathing. I made my way back to the bed and slipped between the covers. Putting my arms behind my head, I relaxed and thought how much I loved the feel of the cool satin sheets against my naked body. I especially liked how they felt against my hairless pussy, almost.