cream, she liked everything, and the usual chatter began, about me, about the weather, she skillfully translated from topic to topic, and in my head there was a thought - how to ... move everything on an intimate topic, I liked her ambiguity
Not finding anything better, I just dropped the spoon ... a little unfortunate, and it was clear that on purpose, but what to do? ... I fell at my feet, and did not even roll back to it, - crawled under the table, and grabbing a spoon, I was going to get out - because my eyes came across her legs in a dressing gown, as I got to the floor halfway up, I saw her spoon drop too, and an amusing voice said “oh Sash, help me, I’m already old to climb under the table, but do you still get your way "
I couldn’t lose such a chance, and having moved closer, I just wanted to take a spoon as she kicked her under the chair “Oh, forgive Sash didn’t see, by chance, should I move away?”

"No, no! You will not prevent it under your foot" - I touched my leg forcing to put it a little wider and extended my hand "here it is"
Tamara raised the tablecloth and spread her legs to let the floor of the coat on - with a smile she was curious "where?" - and after waiting "nothing is visible" - with these words she unbuttoned the bottom button at the coat and her legs went even higher "found?" come to me "- and stretched out her hand - dropping between my legs to me
I looked up, which stopped between her legs, the pink fabric of her panties, which should not be with an elderly lady, tightly wrapped her pubis, narrowing between legs, covering everything with a thin stripe, realizing the stupidity of the situation
“Have you found it or not?” - her laughter came to me - “completely disappeared, where are you there?” - with these words she spread the 2nd button from the bottom, and spread her legs even wider, so that a thin strip on her pussy almost pressed in her crack, but her eyes and laughing face looked at me, and I looked from the pubis and into her eyes ... "Yes ... yes ... Tamar ... found ... here ..." - With my hand, I stretched the spoon looking into her eyes.

without moving my legs and showing me my tongue, Tamara took a spoon - “how long have you been thinking about something? I thought I was gone, or what else did you find interesting?”
"No ... i.e. yes, well ..." - did not know what to say, obediently accepted the role of the slave
"and what's in there? it seems there is nothing "- she has done a little to spread the floor of her robe and looked around between her legs to the floor and to the sides -" it seems there is nothing? "
embarrassed by her eyes, I lowered her legs, occasionally examining pussy and pubis
Tamara amused herself with the game “well, you are directly stuck there ... at the ladies' feet going for a spoon”

“Well, it’s not a sin to get stuck at such legs” - I overpowered my indecision and went on the attack “- I stroked my leg to the knee
Tamara stretched a leg that stroked - “get stuck a little, if you like, why don't you kiss?”
I obediently touched my lips, smacking smackingly with each kiss came from the beginning of the foot to the knee, when she stopped - “there is nothing to offer the lady to go to a more comfortable place, since you are at my feet, I'm tired of sitting ...
With these words, she got up and went into the room, and when I got out of the table I heard - “seize the delicious one” - and took the cake to which I did not touch it and went next.

There was no sofa, but the bed was where Tamara flopped, including the TV, after closing the curtains on the window
"The sun is shining, it's hot ..." - she immediately explained, not waiting for questions - "and then close the door too"
obediently following the order, thus created a cozy intimate twilight, with a flickering TV
Tamara lay on the pillow, pressing her back to the wall, she bent one leg at the knee and put it on the other stretched out ... I wanted to sit next to each other, but I heard "well ... the young man will not fall at the lady's feet anymore?

And having stretched a cake with protein cream, I sank below, crouching on my leg, “of course it will fall, because I kissed one and the second did not”
- also noting every inch of the legs, I kissed the breasts on the knee, reaching him she stroked my head - "what a good boy, you please the old woman" - her light chuckle encouraged me "to like myself at the women's feet"
I stroked my leg, turning my head and looking into her eyes, and again my eyes froze where the robe was pulled apart - pink fabric beckoned ... "Yes, I like it ... still unusual pink nails, great ones"
Tamara rolled her eyes on theatrical "oh how ... and you only noticed pink nails and you just liked them?"
“No, of course! ... another cool dressing-gown, too ... in the same style ...”
Tamara looked into my eyes, carefully pronouncing every word "and everything?"
I swallowed saliva ... "panties ... they are great for you"

It seems these words have become a kind of signal, the old woman sighed deeply "ah ah ah, is it not a shame for my grandmother to look under her robe?"
- “I didn’t peep! ... just until I got the spoon ... noticed ... by chance!”
- “Is it a coincidence?” - she shook her finger, and spread her legs wider, again opening my eyes on the panties - “I looked at the color ... I could see everything?”
I shook my head ... "nea ... they are small with you, they are almost invisible"
Tamara winked at me and rounded in surprise, playing eyes “yes? if they are not visible then what is visible “- looked down and threw off her robe wider ..." oh ... really "and with her finger under the strip - on her pussy - pulled them out, since the tightly stretched fabric was sinking into the crack, small lips just hid her - “oh uncomfortable how she cheered so what was that clear?”
I stroked my leg without taking my eyes off the straightened panties, which securely closed the hole from my eyes - “the pubis is visible ... smooth ...”

“I told you that you need to look after yourself if you want a man to be at your feet ... did you like panties?” She stroked my head
"Very ..." - it was difficult for me to speak from the desire, but I did not dare to act
Tamara gently pressed on her head, “but what are you slowing down ... did you like the legs - you kissed ... and then you dare to seize the moment,”
not listening to the end and was between the legs of Tamara, and put his lips to the pubis through the fabric of the panties, leaving a dozen kisses
“Believe my crotch is not worse than panties” - Tamara herself, without waiting for an answer, moved her finger exposing the pubis, where I immediately touched my lips ...
“Do you like Sasha's cake?” - Tamara dipped her finger in the cream and handed it to me - I immediately licked him “apparently like it,” she concluded. The next finger smear on the cream, and ... she smeared the cream on a strip that covered the pussy “oh ... well, do you like the cream anyway?”

Without waiting for further action, I ran my tongue over the fabric, licking both the cream and licking the edges of the pussy, feeling the panties again fall into a crack under the tongue
“Ah ... presses this way” - Tamara pushed me away and pulling the fabric away, pushed her bared her vagina to one side and while doing this I smeared it with cream ... “Oh ... I’m a slob, help grandma too?
and lay back on the bed, putting another pillow under the thighs, so that it would be more convenient for me to lick the cream -
I earned my tongue by licking her pussy, after 10 minutes the tongue was starting to go numb, but I had already seen which movement caused her to bend, and which to breathe heavily, and helping her finger, I forced the old woman to turn, bending and moaning, not allowing her hips to be reduced ... grabbed my hair and pressed me to the vagina, almost bouncing and fucking my tongue already, she sat down on it until she fell sharply for some reason, then giggling ... my tongue was numb and seemed to be worn out, for half an hour I licked her pussy smooth brackish but alluring in the first moments

While I was taking off my pants and clothes, she turned on her side "well, I got my ... your turn" and squeezing the pillow with her hands, she sighed heavily with each jerk of the penis, the vagina was narrow, it was not clear how the old woman stayed with this, and the penis was ready to be burst; then I was in a hurry to finish, and immediately did - a tight jet of sperm shot and from the member, as soon as I stuck it as deeply as possible and I was twisted by the bright fireworks beating inside - a pleasant discharge, as if they had stunned her words “good boy” ...
pulling out a member before I finish, I slapped her panties, a bathrobe and part of the bed, but she didn’t notice, but I wasn’t in the slightest detail - I lay down side by side and felt the smell of cigarettes –– a lot of different I am sure, so I did not imagine myself a god)
Having fallen for another 15 minutes, she bluntly said ... "it's nice from the dick, but there is no orgasm ... and from the tongue ... mm, so ... you want sex, you have to lick"
but my language was numb, with which she knowingly agreed, and I began to get home ...