Hungarian Granny Violett

Sharon and I dressed the part as well. We’d both purchased black felt western hats and new tank tops, mine white and hers light blue. They were both sheer enough to leave no doubt we were braless. Western boots and tight blue jeans finished off our wardrobes. Around nine p.m. the club began filling up. We’d both already turned down several dances, telling each suitor to make sure and ask us again in an hour or so. After two dozen dances or so, Sharon and I had each honed in on young cowboy who was willing to play our game. We invited them to join us at our table. “How far do you want me to go?” Bret asked me when he was seated beside me at our table. I shrugged, “How far can you go without getting thrown out of here?” They both laughed, and then Sharon’s cowboy, James said, “Not very far in here.” Sharon spoke up, “Then we’ll leave it up to you where to draw the line.” “Really?” Bret asked in an excited voice. “Yes really.” I answered for Sharon and I. And then Sharon added, “When we get ready to leave, you two can walk us to our car where we can reward you for playing along.” “Sounds good to me.” Bret said with a granny chuckle. And then he scooted his chair closer to mine, put his arm around me and drew me in for a passionate kiss. When he broke our kiss, I looked across the table in time to see James kneading Sharon’s left tit while they were kissing. Bret saw it too and showed me a questioning look. I put my mouth next to his ear, “We said we’d trust you to know where to draw the line.” Hearing that, he immediately kissed me again, his hand finding my right tit. Damn, that boy could really kiss. My pussy was already getting wet. During the next hour, there was a lot of dancing and making out. Finally, one of the bouncers came over to our table and told the four of us, “You folks need to get a room.” Sharon and I excused ourselves to the Ladies room. On the way by our husbands, we gave them the signal it was time to go. They immediately got up and headed for the door. mature When Sharon and I got back Hairy to our table, we told the guys Big Boobs that it was show time. They both seemed excited, but cautious. We assured them our husbands were a hundred percent on board, and that seemed to put them more at ease. We had parked on the back parking lot way back in the corner. It was dark enough for privacy but there was enough light for our husbands to see us. Sharon and I were both all over our “dates” on the walk to the car. When we got there, we stopped maybe three feet in front of the car and began making out with the cowboys. I purred to Bret, “Take off my top.” His eyes shot open, but he had a wide grin on his face as he set my hat on the hood of the car, pulled my tank top out of my jeans and pulled it over my head. After tossing it on the hood, he immediately pulled me to him and began kissing me again. After a few minutes, I had him turn me toward the car and play with my tits. He was behind me, but he was tall enough for me to lean my head back so he could continue kissing me. For some reason I found it funny how she had picked up some of phrases over the years and still used them. "Yeah, well. You matter. That made this next step easy. The danger that I did not know the details of how this magical cock worked added to the experience. I looked up at her. And that was a total lie on her part. It did feel good and as I watched, I could tell she was becoming a little more relaxed, which I think made the experience much better for both of us, but Hairy eventually I had to stop her. Her mind continued to try mature and process her dilemma as the janitor ran his finger across the front of her panties. Again, forbidden thoughts surged to the forefront of my mind. I grinned back at her, proud of myself. So, just ride with it and enjoy, I recommend.” I just needed to figure out the best way to do that. You lean in to me and whisper that you’re about to cum and I smirk even more, not letting up on my speed or grip. She quickly got to work on the cock taking it with enthusiasm into her mouth until her nose was pushed up against his smelly pubes. Nobody did. “Not much more of her to see is there?” Her brother had been nagging her for years about learning her hypnotic trigger, he obviously thought it would be great fun to control Big Boobs her. Sherry said yes Daddy we look just like our Mother. I granny slid my fingers down to my pussy lips. It was an average summers day in England in the year of our lord 1799. Want to help me cut these up?” She asked and pointed to the potatoes she just peeled. I knew you were going to the bank while you are in San Antonio and knew you would like this information. (One of my cousins asks me. I blink a couple times first and answer) oh... work has been... ummm... really good...? Clara and I continued to make love as often as we could but since we were in hiding we didn't have much else to do. She thought for a moment, trying to put herself back in that time in her life. “Now that's interesting,” I said, glancing at Taylor. Giving Maria a cock is like supplying an addict. I also didn't have a problem with where many or most of these bitches came from. "Please Mr Anderson, I'm exhausted!