“Would you like help with your shoes?”“NO, thank you,” she firmly resisted. Using my bed as a brace, she easily slipped the three-inch heels o....“Let me see.” I spun my finger in a circle for her to spin on her axis. She did, not as well as I hoped. The heels were higher than she was used to. The waterfall dress had only a minimal slit, open back and shoulders with a draped plunging neckline. The form-fitting, mid-calf length, midnight blue gown hugged every curve of her still maturing body.“How. .. and Frankie bit her ... right on the derriere. She drew blood, just before licking up her own mess, and then winked at me. She mouthed, “rejuvenation.” I caught her drift. Mrs. Lindstrom was about to age in reverse until she reached some kind of equilibrium. In two weeks, she would be a woman easily in her prime again, of good, child-bearing years. Even on a bad day, she’d look forty at most.She would also be a demon wolf, but at least she’d be able to take care of herself for good this. As my kisses ran up and down his chest and as his fingers ran through my hair I slipped my leg across his hips, I could feel his still hard cock pressed against my mound and as I lifted my self up, he guided himself towards me, I felt the end of his cock enter me, I gasped and he laughed and as he slowly slid into me my butt came back in contact with his body, I could feel him so deep inside me and as I slowly started to rock my body back and forth there was a loud knocking on the door. The. "Oh you little tramp Jill. You have no shame. You'll flirt with anyone, won't you?" Sue, I'll probably fuck anyone and everyone tonight." She began to laugh. I have always enjoyed her laugh. It is a laugh that people call hearty. Not a female laugh at all, but the laugh of a person who enjoys the pleasure of laughter.Sue ushered me over to the card table where the five guests had already seated themselves. As we approached, the men abruptly ceased their conversation. It had something to do with.