When I helped her up on her bed she said, “Can you please be a nice guy and strip me from the waist up? Mom makes me wear these bras all day long be...ause she is worried about someone getting to my tits but won’t bring me anymore panties because I was leaving big racing stripes. So, someone could get my pants off to fuck me easily, but they must be bra experts to get to my tits. Ever since you put that first bite of chocolate pudding in my mouth my nipples have been rock hard. Now they hurt.. However, when this old white woman said she’d like to kick Peyton Manning in the you-know-what, I had to object. I told her what she said was really unkind. And even the bus driver (the same woman who was gathering info to use against her man from the black cop) told her to keep it clean. Yeah, what she said was wrong and I let her know. At her age, I’m sure she thinks she can get away with anything. The stereotype about old white women is that they’re everybody’s grandma. Well, not this one.. The smell of that part was mesmerizing. Her panty was soaking wet, I had a glimpse of the dark lips by pushing the corner of panty away. Gave some gentle kisses on those inviting lips and she shuddered. I quickly removed the panty, bent on the bed between her thighs and started stroking the pussy lips with my lips. We both were kind of getting hypnotized and egging each other on with every stroke.My tongue was making a foray inside the pussy which was now draining. She was moaning loudly now. I was actually going down the same way. So it's perfectly fine for me." I was continuously looking into her eyes. They fascinated me as the moon fascinates a snake. Probably she wanted to divert my attention from her face when she asked me about the nature of conference I was attending. Her question triggered my talkative bit, not only because I loved my work that I sure did. Most importantly, I wanted to talk with her as much as I could. "I'm a researcher, working in a think tank on human.