He gave himself a shake. He’d had hopes too. Hopes that she had crushed beneath her stylish sandals that hot summer evening. It was none of his busi...ess, but for some reason he was drawn to her and her situation. Did he want to see her down and out, did he want to watch her suffer? Cole strode through the garage, angry with his thoughts. Ellie was still beautiful. Once he’d recovered from the shock of seeing her, he noticed that she’d grown into herself a little. She was curvier, her breasts. I slipped my fingers under her panties and pulled them exposing her trimmed bush. Her pussy looked gorgeous, pink, wet, and hungry for use. For a 63 year old woman, she was stacked and ready like any young woman. I spread her legs, leaned in and slowly licked her clit as I moved her pussy lips apart. She let out a soft approving moan as I my mouth took her clit in and my tongue tasted her hole. I kept licking from her hole, inside of course, to her clit and around her lips. It didn't take. Just as I assumed, it vibrated in my hand so much it reminded me of the buzz of the boney bitch's vibrator - this room had the hell bugged out of it! I looked closer, figured out where the cameras were and strategically moved the clothes tree to block the video.1 TSCM – Technical Surveillance Counter Measures – a scanner to detect audio or video bugs in a room. It vibrates when it locates a bug so it doesn't alert the persons who planted the bugs.I sat down the chair to rest and to figure out. He almost gagged as he unbuckled his own pants.She slowly leaned down as she lowered the pants to her feet, and stepped out of them. The movement made those full boobs hang and move pendulously, and the rigid nipples profiled against her fair skin. His cock was hard as a rock, and he had trouble getting his pants over it. She almost seemed to laugh at his frantic tearing at the pants. She just stood there, hands on her hips, a knee pointed in sensuously, until he finally got them off. He took a.