" That made him feel better,and he said he would take the dress, and ducked back to get money out ofhis backpack. I started entering his information...into the computer.When I asked him his name, he obviously hesitated. "It doesn't have tobe the name on your driver's license, hon," I reassured him. "I justneed some name I can call you by." "You can call me Karen," he said ina low voice. "Fine, Karen," I answered. "I am Helen. I am sure thatyou will find many interesting things in the. She looked at me and said that this was the last time, so we better make it count. She started to wank my cock slightly and then went over to suck it for a bit. I was just standing there enjoying every second of it. When Linda stopped, I looked down and saw her move herself onto the bed and spreading her legs. She looked me and told me to go down on her. I loved and still love going down on women, I fucking loved how she smelled and tasted. I licked her pussy for long time and she must have had. There might be a tinge of regret here and there…but that is to be expected.The circumstances, of which there are many, are mostly of my own doing.Outwardly, I am a bit of a narcissist. Take it for what it is. I have the goods and not afraid to flaunt it. Have since my early teens and now at barely over forty, still physically slay it. Anyone that says that someone over forty should not wear a string bikini on a beach…well, fuck you. My 35 “C” cups, my 25 “ waist, and my 36” hips say otherwise.. My cousin Sangeeta from Patiala recently joined a government job in Chandigarh and was staying at our house for the time being until she found her PG. During this stay of nearly a week, we chatted normally and exchanged our phone numbers. After a week, she found a PG and moved out. However, she would come to our house during weekends.After she moved to her new accommodation, we started chatting at night on WhatsApp. We became quite frank with each and use to ask about girlfriend boyfriend and.