..ears, shoulder, cleavage, nipples ...He drags my underwear to my ankles. His big hands touch everywhere of my body at last where the already wet Vag...na.I gently glared at his naked body, I morn and watch his movements. I see a man carefully grasping my breasts and caressing my vagina. My breasts and butt are not very big, but I know he likes them. I feel really comfortable and exciting when he catches and make all kinds of treatment to my breast and butt one after another, once and again and. I try not to do that too often. At my age the weight piles on faster than it goes away, and restaurant food tends to be full of salt and fattening.But this Friday night I was too tired to do even that. Work had been a bitch – malfunctioning computer systems, people not doing what they were hired to do, that sort of thing – and my brain had turned into a block of ice. All I wanted was to eat and fall asleep. Tomorrow I’d be off. I had all day to let my brain thaw.So when I walked through my. I would back up, bend over, spread my cheeks with my hands, and wait for insertion.Oh, that moment when the head started to enter me....Separated by a wall, I could control the insertion so I didn't get hurt, but it was so nice when I could just back right up to the wall and let my anonymous lover control things. It was so good, pushing past my rings, backing out a little, then deeper, then deeper, then deeper until I felt the tingle of pubic hair against my ass. The openings in the wall were. He thought of Aunt Deeputting out for Shepherd, his Scoutmaster, and became jealous. The Scoutmasterhad a terrific collection of fuck magazines and books. They showed men and womendoing it in all sorts of positions, and he probably was teaching Aunt Dee some ofthese kinky things. Herb wanted to fuck, he didn't want to have to beat off like this.He felt ashamed and disgusted with himself. Just a few days ago, he had had all theass that he could handle: Aunt Dee of course, and then there had been.