Climbing on top of me, you let the tip of your cock drag across my lips."Open up," you demand, "It’s my turn."I do as I’m told and relax my mouth ...nough to allow your thickness inside. I’m eager to please you as I haven’t had the luxury of your cock in my mouth for weeks. Most of your weight is balancing on your knees but I like the feeling of you on top of me. I suck the tip and am instantly met with the familiar taste of your salty precum. I feel my pussy start to tingle as I get wetter.You. Over the years I have figured her out to be the type that wants things to happen but will not say it or make any advances. She plays the prim and proper part well. I have always been intrigued by her and have longed to take a look under the hood. She has been divorced for 28 years and has not had a man in the 12 years I have known her. It was her birthday and we had taken her to lunch and were going to the movies after. We got seated in the theater and she ended up next to me. We are waiting. All around her sat women that looked like they had just finished filming a rap video and the walls were plastered with posters of pin ups and porn stars, even the receptionist looked like she had been kidnapped from the Playboy Mansion. Candice knew she was far from ugly, the number of guys who asked her out on a weekly basis told her that. However there was a large gulf between 'cute and pretty' and 'what all women would look like if God had been a sixteen year old boy during his Genesis. I will not say to anyone, please forgive me. But I have to be frank, you are an angel, if you don’t have the white hairs, you will make lots of guys fall for youGeetha: (giggled) don’t make fun of me. I am grandmother, no one even will look.Me: who said so? I am there if you agree, I am ready to marry you also.Geetha: shut up(blushing)Me: I started hugging her.Geetha: Shankar this is not good. You are still young, you will get beautiful girls not the old lady like me. Even my husband does not.