’ ‘Old? Who are you calling old? I’m still young enough that I can turn you over my knee and give you a spanking for disrespecting your father, ...oung man.’ ‘Sorry, Dad, but I’m not a young man anymore, either. I’m sixty-years-old,’ I said looking at him. ‘How old are you, Dad?’ ‘Never mind that. My age and my weight are none of your business.’ His doctor told him to stay indoors during the cold months, but it’s like talking to a wall. He has high blood pressure and he’s predisposed to diabetes.. ..and again. After four orgasms she sagged into thechair pushing me away. All I could taste was her pussy, all I could smellwas her pussy, my face was literally covered in her pussy juices. I was inheaven as I watched this magnificent women, my new Mistress regain hersenses. My cock, well it throbbed and dribbled but was untouched and Iyearned to stroke it!."OK, sissy, take me upstairs I want to see your complete wardrobe."For the next hour she perused my wardrobe saying what I could keep and. She removed the blouse and her boobs were tight inside her black bra. She removed her petticoat , as the petticoat slipped out of her thighs and fell on the ground. Now she was only with bra and panty. She came forward removed my shirt, removed my pant, and threw herself on me. She was kissing me everywhere, my cheeks, my nipples, i was in heaven since i never experienced sex in my life. I was moaning in pleasure.. Then i slep beside her n just went near to her lips. .it was full of juice. I. I felt perfectly naughty. And they were so fucking comfortable! Why had I not picked up on this years ago?I walked around the rest of the day with at least a semi hard-on. The thrill of this taboo thing I was doing, with no one knowing. I could feel my cock leaking pre-cum, making my new panties moist.Did I mention I am married? And in my fifties? Yeah, so what about the wife? She doesn’t really know about this, my long fascination with ladies underwear. Sure, I would complement her on.