It was last summer, I am a young guy then 23 years old, and a long time fond of the topic of incest ... although not even incest, but just loving women for older, although he enjoyed the usual success with peers, but ... my soul wanted to understand what ... not the usual, this is what attracted the ladies at the age
The next summer day, warm, even hot, and pulling a dick in the bathroom did not attract me ... and finding an adult woman is a little problematic ... or with a lover already, or young or something else that prevented them from being .. For example, virtual women is if you look on the Internet. and the longer the abstinence, the higher the age of women you are looking at ... so it is in me ... drawn to old women already, elderly at all.

and deciding not to risk where I live, got on the tram to the final ... the area is old and not prosperous, walked - walking 10 minutes into the courtyards and began to run across pensioners ... mostly sitting in groups, unfortunately ...
but here, in one place, in another place, I began to stumble upon lonely old women sitting and thinking about something ... and if they had a little chat, I was glad that they would have sat down. etc., etc., then ... intimate jokes, and vulgar hints, were perceived mostly with bayonets, and only one or two joked that they would look for a young one and not the old as they are - as grandmothers ... and did not convince them that such people are attracted, and one at all tried to hit with a bag ... so the fiasco seems to be complete.

Until I came across an old woman - well, about 75-80 years old ... lean, but ... with makeup - superimposed ineptly, but it is clear that the young, and besides, came out of the Red and White ... The attempt was not torture - followed, she didn’t quickly, with a wand, having passed the house - she sank down on the bench and put the package next to me, while I was walking past - sat on the bench opposite, picking on the phone - I found the street and house number in the double of the gis and - imitating lost - thoughtful look - “girl, and this is Agalakova 22?” - to which the old woman nodded at first glaringly, “yes, he sama ... "and then after a couple of seconds when I began to think that did not pay attention to the words added," so what I'll show you a girl? "- but it was clear that she was flattered
"Well ... bright, that's what)) you are certainly a mature woman, but your makeup is very attractive, now not every schoolgirl can make up so much"

"Well, thank you, good to hear"
I continued to dig into the phone, not knowing how to make acquaintance, but the old woman herself began, “And why did you come to whom? I know everyone here
I faded away and did not know what to answer, began to write the story "Yes, I met a woman on the Internet ... I wanted to see you, I called the address but no ..."
- "Yes, girls are always late" - she said
- "Yes, there is not a girl, making an embarrassed face, I noticed ... there is a woman of 50-55 years old"
- “Batyushki, and how much is you?” - she had a slight surprise, but there was no negative
- “I am 23 ... but ... I prefer older women"
- “Older is how much? years 50ti? isn't it a bit too much? ”she smiled looking at my embarrassment.

- “Well ... and from 50 ... and older, because with a more adult woman, what will happen will remain secret, they are not like minors - they will be blabbing everything, and suddenly they won't get it ... the same age will laugh and the adult will understand, yes and pulls ... "- with every argument the old woman smiled approvingly and nodded her head
- "And you had a lot of their adults?"
““ Not really ... after all, it’s not suitable in the middle of the street, it’s getting to know ... and not everyone agrees to communicate with those who are younger ... "- I began to enumerate - just imagine if a guy would like to meet you, for no reason - probably would have rebelled? "
- “Come on, why should I?” - she smiled at all - it's nice for everyone to feel like a woman, even if aged ”
- “Then let's get acquainted?” - I smiled - “if you don't mind ... I’m calling Sasha”
- Tamara - she also smiled in all, - and what about your stealing?
- Well ... I think I cheated or did not dare ...I just wanted to buy something for her for tea
- well, go buy it, but let's go for tea ... with sweetie - she winked and giggled the ambiguity of the words aroused with one moment
- and ... do you like Tamara?

- “Not you, but you, all the same age is just a figure ... if I didn’t change my mind, but what I love ... yes a lot of things - take your taste” - and giggled again, - to your taste I will find that
- and I will find to my taste ... but you can sweeten it up - I didn’t remain in debt because of ambiguity and rushed to the nearest shop
Having bought cookies for tea, a couple of tubes with protein cream, a couple of cakeballs with him, and just in case a small cake ... not knowing what to take, I also took an ice cream and bananas - as an ambiguity ... and rushed back
To my relief, Tamara was in place, and was waiting for me ... basking in the sun
- “Oh ... quickly you -“ she smiled at me ”- I watch everything you do quickly

again, ambiguities flashed through my mind "- well, not everything, but sometimes it is worth hurrying, especially for a good woman"
- “wow” - Tamara laughed - and your tongue is suspended, you know how to say nice things
- well ... I can, after all, women love with their ears;
- aha ... and not only- "wink Tamara" - or can you just talk?)) Make compliments!
- and I can do it ... for me, for what - “having already gone completely to the brink of ambiguity, I boldly gave it out” - well, to make a compliment ...
- Well, let's go, or so we will be scratching your tongue here? - The old woman with a smile on the street nodded and walked to the door entrance
- let's go ... shall we scratch there? - I stupidly asked what amused her at all
- you will not change your mind and you will scratch it there ... depending on where it is there - she quite frankly said, forcing her throat to dry up, above it There ...

Tamara extended her hand by going into the porch “- did you give your hand to Dame? send us the 2nd floor "-
as a gentleman with a lady, we reached the 2nd floor, she opened the door and we went to her - the apartment corresponded to her make-up, bright, pretentious ... taking off her shoes, she went straight into the bath "now wait" - you could hear changes clothes and how the water splashed ...
The excitement made her throat dry up, because ... the old woman clearly understood what would happen ... and what she wanted ... and gave a kind of game
I walked out into the kitchen, pushed the button on the kettle and laid out the cake and cake, took out the mugs and sat down to wait ... the tea had to boil and I took the tea-box from the window sill and took out the sachets and brewed them. in 10 minutes she came out, also with makeup, but already in a small pink robe - more suitable for a teenage girl
“- how are you? - she turned around herself and almost fell clinging to my shoulder - she was in too much of a hurry to show off
- Great, - I took her hands, even if she was old, but thanks to her thinness she looked good and helped turn around again - Tamara obediently turned around her axis.

Even my toenails turned out to be made up - in a bright pink color ... "very old sbrendila, she is young to that extent and who will see" - a thought flashed through her, but also, except for the color, I saw that her legs were smooth and had not dried yet from the water that was dripping down my legs "did the puss of soap or rinse off ..." - the second guess lit up
I lowered my hand to the knee - where the robe ended and I ran my wet leg down - ... absolutely smooth!
- "Wow ..." - I rounded my eyes - "smooth as in advertising"
Tamara could see that she was very proud of herself and went as far as the chair, “a woman, even an elderly woman, should take care of herself, and indeed, what kind of man would fall at the woman’s feet if they are not smooth, and a woman should always be ready,” she poured her bathrobe and poured tea. sat down more comfortably.

- “Well, what are you going to treat an old woman?” - the smile never left her face
“Well, for an old woman there is nothing, but for a good woman ...“ ... I pushed closer to her — everything I bought, trying not to overturn tea cups.
Tamara graciously took the cake and bit off, admiring ...