I rate a woman by her shoes. From high boots with heels, I just blend.

In the fall, the subway gave way to a lady in a long leather coat. Brunette in years. Hair is clearly dyed. Middle-height. Cute face. On the finger is a wedding ring. Through one station, a place was made opposite to her. I sat down. I look at her legs. I see boots with a narrow toe, tops above the knees, not on the "heels", but on the heels. These boots are often called boots, although boots should at least reach the hips. My elderly beauty's boots were not just varnished, but polished to a shine. Already says that their mistress - not a slob. Watching for the boots, it means, and for themselves. By the way, a modest but neat manicure is present. She caught my eye. I smiled at her. She did not look away. I came out after her. She had a heavy shopping bag. I offered to help her. He said that I live in the same area. By the way, it was true. After 500 meters, she stopped at a pharmacy. “I caught a cold,” he said, “I need to buy medicines.” I asked for her phone. Said I liked her. I would like to meet again. She was not tall, dark hair (tints, probably), medium build, looking 45-50 years old.

Phone gave without breaking. I immediately with her, dialed it on his iPhone. In her handbag, there was a telephone trill.

My new friend's name was Natalya Petrovna.

A day later (until she forgot me) I dialed her, talked. She turned 55 years old, comes from Mariupol (I adore Ukrainian women - I always had extremely positive emotions from communicating with them), in Moscow for a long time, my own apartment, my husband went to another woman a couple of years ago, but they were not officially divorced; Separately living daughter, son and granddaughter from daughter, works for some non-poor, but very busy people as a nurse / nanny with a six-year-old child. I said that I liked her, let's meet. In short, she invited me to her the next day in the evening.

Of course, at the appointed time I arrived with a Malik cake (chocolate version) and a bottle of Sheridans (the bottle consists of two containers, one is white, the other is dark. Well, you probably saw this drink). Both items from the "gentleman's set" were acquired in accordance with the wishes of the hostess.

She met me in black flared trousers, tight ass, and svtloy blouse. The table was laid. She, as she said, invited me to explain that I am not a couple for her age, that she needs a man with whom she could go for a walk, go to a restaurant. That is, I, who immediately admitted that he was married, was not fit for her.

I had a program for this evening. We sat, talked, drank, then began to dance on our own, slowly dancing to some kind of music, that is, I began to stroke her on the ass, on the back, and touched her breasts. They were very impressive, not sagging (maybe because the bra propped them up), not like aunts who are over fifty. He said how beautiful she is, kaya I want her. In general, what women like.

I already had a dick. I pressed them to Natalia Petrovna’s belly, rubbing against her hips in every possible way. The thought was spinning in my head: “I wouldn’t cum in my pants!”

Ten minutes later he tried to kiss her. She turned her head away, said softly, "Well, don't, please." At the same time she clung to me and allowed to paw her ass in my complete pleasure.

Soon we were kissing at an adult. I led her to the sofa, sat her in a reclining position, undid the blouse. Under her was a very nice openwork bra. We already kissed vazazos, I gently crushed her huge breasts. Trousers until unbuckled, so as not to frighten. Let me think that I did not fuck, but just went to kiss. A minute later she was not wearing a blouse or a bra. She took them off herself, but she didn’t let them take off her pants yet.Well, yes, I matsal her for pussy through them. I feel it is wet there. And this is 55 years old !!!

Five minutes later were removed and pants. White panties were from the same underwear set as a bra. On a style similar to swimming trunks, elastic, tight fitting pussy. In the panty pads was not.

The figure of Natalia Petrovna was not chiseled, but without cellulite and without excess fat. The tummy was, but did not hang. The legs were slim. It seems that she epilated them or shaved them.

The breasts were with big eagles. I started kissing her nipples, firmly pressing her right hand into her crotch, and with her left stroking her back

During all these evolutions, I stayed in jeans only, under which I did not wear pants. Natalya Petrovna herself unzipped the zipper, ran her hand into my pants, took my dick in her palm, and began to jiggle it gently, dodging her head. Maybe she thought that I would finish her hand and would not force an elderly honest woman. By the way, when she was frustrated to convince me that I was not fit for her lovers, she said that since her husband left her, she has not met anyone.

I feel, Natalia Petrovna began to sharply pull my dick. It was not very painful for me, I liked it even more, but I decided that it was time to start a perdol of the grandmother who was tired of the two-year sexual office.

Natalya Petrovna has already realized that fucking is possible, and sent me to take a shower in the bath. Again, it speaks of its cleanliness. When I returned, the sofa was already laid out in bed, the linen was laid, she was lying under a blanket. Throwing back the blanket, I saw that she was completely naked under him. Natalya Petrovna apparently decided that I would immediately throw myself on her charms, but since I have a fetish-bzik about boots, I asked her to put on those boots: in which I first saw her in the subway. She was very surprised, but I summed up the whole scientific rationale that the boots emphasize the slimness of her delicious legs. In general, having wondered at the perversity of the younger generation relative to her age, she took out the boots I liked and went to wash them in the bathroom. She didn’t even go to their apartment, not to lie in bed with a man whom she sees for the second time in her life.
I wondered if she had stockings. She said she hadn't worn them for twenty years. It can be seen, her husband was not interested in all those erotic stuff, dryuchki that excite me. She said that she could put her boots on bare feet, because on the ankles her boots are “lightning.”
She quickly returned to the room in boots that had been washed to a shine and, clattering with heels on the parquet floor, went to the bed and crawled under the blanket. She said that it was customary to fuck under the clothes, because her husband often fucked her like this when they lived with their young children in one apartment. I did not insist that she throw off the blanket. I poured her another glass of liquor so that my grandmother relaxed before being fucked. Then I threw back the blanket to see her lower part up to her belly. That is, I saw her pussy, but her breasts were under a blanket. Cunt was a decent size, with fleshy lips, but clearly shaved. The hair was, but strictly above the cunt. I stuck my head between the legs of Natalya Petrovna and began to passionately kiss her already pretty pussy.

- What are you! ... Well, do not ... I am embarrassed ..., - my sexy grandmother giggled embarrassed, but after a minute she was just sighing and gasping, stroking my head. I liked my grandmother how her young man licks her pussy.

With both hands I firmly held her legs, shod in sparkling high boots. I rubbed my dick on the glossy skin of my ankles and was afraid to finish right away either prematurely.

Looking up from my pussy, I threw a blanket off from a ready-made granny, lifted her waist and slipped one of the pillows under her ass in order to insert her deeper. My dick fell into her huge hole that seemed to me, and I started to fuck her, tightly clutching my grandmother's boobs. Natalya Petrovna hugged me with both hands and tried to spread her legs wider. It is seen ...