I was there, while our old neighbor Susan came out and called me from the fence.Susan was a divorcee; a very sensual one, although she was in her earl... sixties. During a long time, I had dreamed about fucking this sexy old lady, but I had never got the chance…So we started chatting through the fence and I invited her a glass of sweet cold white wine. Soon, she was getting a bit fuzzy, since I had refilled several times her glass.Before I could think about it, our conversation turned to. " I think Sarah that if you show me I will have to retire and leave the priesthood; is that something we can both face and accept together?" "I think we can" she smiled; I will make sure you never regret such a difficult choice".He stood and said " I want you to know I respect you Sarah"She smiled and said "Now let me show you something* Sarah lifted her overall to her waist bending over the desk and opening her legs wide; as he moved behind her he could see a smooth wet vagina; "Canon you are. She hesitated and then drank greedily as the car pulled into the parking lot and parked a hundred feet away. Spots swam before my eyes as she drained me of strength and everything else. Eventually she raised her head, licked the last of semen from my cock and swallowed.“You taste good,” she gasped.I stared at her.“You’re nuts,” I exhaled suddenly, “I think we were seen.”She glanced at the window and shook her head.“No, that’s Danny, he’s probably still half pissed from last night, he’ll be on. Was her son, nephew or whatever, shafting her?"Florence, why don't you take Charles for a walk in our garden? I'll get your horse stabled." Grace said all smiles. I got the distinctive feeling that Florence was being pushed on to me."Why not, I would enjoy a walk with a young and beautiful young lady."It must keep someone real busy washing the women's dresses, for they trailed on the ground covering their feet. Then I remembered that in this age the sight of a woman's ankle turned men on. I.