She comes out of the kitchen and stares at me, "Boxers too, get them off" she says shaking her head at me. Now she wore a pink bikini top and short ro...al blue spandex shorts, it had been a hot day and she was working on some awesome tan lines. Now I'm a little embarrassed with balls out in my hand in an older lady's home, then she hands me more ice and walks back into the the kitchenShe comes out with a jar, "What is that? I ask"; "lineament" she says, " my Granny back in Maine taught how to. I added a stroke to the back of each thigh just for good measure and then I was finished. She flopped down on the bed panting as she let the burn sink in. I noticed between her legs was a lot wetter now and as she lay there I began rubbing the wet slit."Ohhhh," Michelle moaned, feeling my hand between her legs. She spread them wider kicking one foot free of the clothes at her ankles. She raised her hips up off the bed to give me access to her. She was soaked and my fingers slipped easily. I just couldn’t fuck her like I really wanted or I would have cummed after only a few minutes. So, I just went slowly and after a while, she began to moan and tremble some as I stroked in and out. ‘Oh, it’s wonderful, omigod, so better than I’d imagined. I just feel like I’m going to have a huge…oh, oh, OOOOH, OOOOH, oooh, oooh, mmmm, mmmm, oh, oh,’ and she moaned and bucked and shook. Her orgasm was the strongest I’d ever experienced from a woman, it just went on and on and on, over five. Dylan put his arm around her shoulder, kissing her head, and the two enjoyed each others for a few minutes, the thick steam rolling around them, growing more dense by the minute. Sophie, the little devil she is, put her hand on Dylan's thigh, and gripped hard. He gasped, and looked at her, smiling. "Babe stoooop, you always do this, and I can't do anything about it" he whined."Doing what love? I'm not doing anything" she smirked and put her hand higher on his leg, massaging him. Dylan.