Everything I wore had to do with wool, double and triple layers to ward of the cold Scottish weather, covering a warm soft body, emanating a warmth an... scent of youthful playfulness, innocence and extreme pleasure, the original Viagra for men, an aphrodisiac on two long legs, covered with long woolen stockings and three inches of warm soft flesh, culminating to an entrance of my girlhood, already moist and beckoning, for a cock.It was in this state of mind I arrived at the station, looking for. They soaped each other up. She worked as she had done on a number of occasions on his cock and balls, while he massaged her tits, tits that were sagging a lot from when he had washed them before and of course that heavy growth of hair at her groin. "Fuck that was nice", he said as they got out. "You are a pleasure to wash Elizabeth, something that I have missed. The wife won't let me anywhere near her, which is a bloody nuisance for she does have nice tits, a growth between her legs and a nice. She was glad her tits were high and that she had plenty of honeyblonde pubic hair. It was almost the exact shade as his own, she saw, and was once again amazed and enthralled by the size of his swelling cock.She skipped into the bathroom, grabbing up and unwrapping a bar of motel soap. When she had the water just right, warm and soothing, she stepped into the enclosure and waited for him. He came slowly, still feeling peculiar about the situation, she saw. He was so big, he filled the stall,. Then she kissed my ear. I could smell her warm relaxing scent as she snuggled closer to me. As we got comfortable she lays her arm across my chest. My hand reached up to touch her breast. In the mean time her arm had made it’s way under my shirt.Suddenly my shirt was open showing my chest hair. As I lay back enjoying how it felt to having this cougar’s elegant hand explore my chest. While her other hand skillfully open the fly of my pants to search for my dick. While confessed that she had many.