I gulped and felt the trembling in my knees begin to wax once more.Gayle let the t-shirt drop to the floor, and then I watched in stunned silence, as ...he slipped her thumbs under the waist of her shorts and carefully ease them over her hips. She leaned down and pulled out each foot and let the shorts crumple to the floor atop her shirt. Then she gave me a brief smile and stepped over to the stereo where she retrieved one of the small candles. She slowly turned to me, shielding the tiny flame. ” She became loud and firm, and I lifted my hands from her to readjust my shorts. “I wanted to get in shape, and run another marathon before I turned forty.”“Well, you’re certainly in great shape,” I said, moving to the other leg, “But forty must still be a wee way off.”At that, she lifted her head from the table and laughed. I had genuinely not meant to flatter—I couldn’t have put her at a day over thirty-four. Her body shook in my hands as she chuckled and the towel rose another few. She moves forward and then brings herself back faster, harder. This time, landing on his fully exposed and erect cock.She gasps louder.He looks at his dick as she moves away and sees that it’s oozing pre-cum after touching her thin cotton shorts. It feels better without his jeans blocking the touch. She comes back and he moves a finger to her shorts once more, moving them to the side. He grabs his cock with his other hand and guides it to his goal. She gaps once more as his cock touches her now. If I let you, will you give me the picture straight back today, yes I said I promise.She lay back on the sofa, I told her to unbutton her blouse and take her tits out.You know I don’t want this Steve don’t you, I do I replied.She removed her blouse and bra, I started sucking her little tiny nipples, they went hard and I pulled her panties to one side and inserted my finger.After a while I stood up and told her to unzip my trousers she pulled out my cock and started wanking it , I told to kneel.