To camouflage menopause, personal upkeep was doubled down. My attire remained selected for attention, but conservatively. I went to the hairdresser we...kly and there was not a sniff of exposed grey hair. Makeup, used sparingly, was my friend. Passing men’s second glances confirmed, I remained a woman. My new mantra was. I don’t need eggs; it means I’m free of monthly cramps!We owned a downtown Seattle condo near the Space Needle, purchased to be big city weekenders, a downtown pad, a place to. Leaning forward like that, her mini-skirt was up at the back, so the whole room could see the cheeks of her butt and her thighs above her stockings. She knew it and kept looking round to see who was watching. It wasn’t long before a group of four guys started talking to us. They said ‘Oh, come on, you are a glamour model aren’t you. Well, you should be with a fantastic figure like that. Just look at your legs, they go on forever. You have an amazing figure. You ought to show it off as much as. “I want to do that with you”, I said. “Fi done! c’est villain”, said she, and pushed the book violently away. It fell on the floor, and at the same instant she at-tempted to rise. I held her tightly, and pulling her back on to the big sofa, her legs flying up, I threw up her clothes in front, showing her fine pair of thighs, and the next minute I had my mouth and nose buried in the hair, kissing and sniffing it, my hands roving about wherever I could feel warm flesh.With a shriek, — then. Tammy was still wearing that thin robe but now it was opened and her pussy was soaking wet. Apparently these two cooked up a deal together. Who am I to complain? Tammy started sucking me off like a fat kid eating an ice cream popsicle. I could barely hold it together. My wife hasn’t given me a blowjob since we were younger since she gags on her toothbrush but this was Tammy. She couldn’t take me all in but she tried and she has the softest hands for messaging my balls. I was in absolute.