He had to know her name, had to find out where she lived and who she lived with. She was going to be his. But he wouldn’t kill her. No, she was spec...al, she would be his forever. Her car pulled from the lot and he followed, wondering if she knew just how special tonight was going to be to her. Following the Camaro wasn’t difficult even in the heavy Friday traffic. Her right taillight was out, making it easier for him to keep her in view. He followed her, hanging back a few cars, managing to. This was my time to spy on her. And she did not disappoint.Ms. Cherro, for an older woman, has an amazing body. She’s in her mid fifties, blonde curly hair, and she is fit. I mean fit, and tight. Her body looked like I could have bounced quarters off her tits. Speaking of her tits, those looked amazing as well. High, firm, and large. I was far enough for her not to see me but close enough for me to see her every fine detail. Her trimmed blonde bush, and her ass. Just seeing the water cascade. “That's better. Now I can see properly how really beautiful you are.”I was speechless. Even if I'd known what to say I couldn't have forced the words out of my mouth. Before I even had time to register what was happening he'd pressed his lips against mine and was ever so gently biting at my bottom lip while looking directly into my eyes. He ran his powerful hand over my toned flat belly stopping just above my hip to gently stroke my side and then softly traced a line with his finger up to just. Her juices dripped between her beautiful legs which were still twitching from the stimulus. He had watched the expresion on her face and she had looked just like Wilma after he had fucked her.Herb had always been lucky with the ladies. He had an understanding with Lilian’s mother, Martha. His friend from college, Fred had taken over Martha’s affection as soon as he met her. Martha, introduced him to Wilma. Three dates later he found out that Wilma was a virgin. Then he found out she was under.