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My little old lady… part 13 of my favourite things… small tits, large nipples and hairy pussies. Considering that the trend to shave seems mostly amongst teen to middle aged women, my computer sessions and my search for hairy bushes, are dominated by searches for the more mature women… who also have very nice nipples! The first naked woman I saw in my life, like many guys, was my own Mother… I’m guessing that’s what set my preferences.I live in a relatively small town. Once a bustling industrial area, but now that industry has moved elsewhere, the younger members of the community are also moving away, leaving the older generation to quietly wind down their lives. I live near a group of houses, built as retirement dwellings for the retirees… mostly elderly widows. The men-folk pretty much worked and drank themselves to early graves, back before Health and Safety legislation meant people started taking more care of themselves.Whenever I walk past these homes, with or without my dog, which is 2 or 3 times a day, I always make sure I give a cheery hello to any of the old dears who are outside. I have no idea what their names are, so they’re always ‘sweetheart’, ‘love’, or ‘darling’. It makes them smile… and a couple of them even go giggly!One cold morning I was passing by, when one of my ‘girls’, a petite, grey haired granny in her late 60’s, was standing by her door, looking distressed. She was dressed in a long skirt, with a heavy cardigan over a t-shirt. I asked her if she was ok. She said sivas escort she couldn’t get her gas fire lit and didn’t know what to do. I’m no expert, by I offered to take a look. She stood nervously by as I got to grips with the task. As it turned out, there was no real problem and I managed to get the fire lit fairly quickly… to her palpable relief. She was so grateful and as thanks, held out a £20 note. I refused, but she said it wasn’t right that I gave up my time for free. I told her I would accept payment, but only in the form of a hug. She wasn’t sure that it was fair on me, but she agreed. We hugged, my arms around her thin body, but as we broke apart, my left hand accidentally brushed against her right breast. Despite her bulky cardigan, I could feel that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I could also feel, though small, her breast was nicely rounded and surprisingly firm. She gave a little shiver. I apologised immediately, but she smiled and said not to worry about it. Until that moment, I hadn’t noticed her properly… as a woman… and I felt a familiar twitch in my trousers. I left quickly, before the ‘twitch’ became too obvious!A week later, the weather had improved. As I was passing my little friend’s home, I once more saw her at the door… she said she needed help again. This time she was having trouble with her light bulb. It needed changing. She has ‘home-help’ for such jobs, but she doesn’t like bothering them with such trivialities… she said. I immediately noticed tekirdağ escort the bulky cardigan had gone. This time she was wearing a knee length skirt and a patterned t-shirt. The t-shirt was loose, but not so loose that I couldn’t see her round breasts pushing at the material. Her hair was down and her full lips, which I hadn’t noticed before, had a touch of lipstick. I realised she’d stopped talking and saw her looking at me with a slight smile. I apologised for staring and told her she was looking lovely today. Her smile grew and as she turned away, I could see her nipples now pushing against her t-shirt. My previous ‘twitch’ was now a full-blown hard-on!! Bulb changed and she asked how much I wanted to be paid, reaching for her purse. I reminded her that I don’t accept money, but a hug from a gorgeous woman was enough to keep me going all day… and maybe a small kiss. I thought I’d pushed it too far, but ‘A standing cock has no conscience!’ – she said ok. We hugged. I was going for a gentle embrace, but she pulled tight against me. My arms around her back, enjoying the feeling of no bra. I tried to pull my hips away, but she pushed against me again. There’s no way she could have not felt my cock against her belly! It was only seconds, but we seemed to hug for ages. When we broke, I was about to move away completely, until she asked if I no longer wanted the kiss. Of course I did!! I leaned forward, gently holding her with my hands on her sides, just at breast escort bayan level. Her hands were on my upper arms. Our lips touched ever so softly, slightly parted. I moved my hands a little and was touching the sides of her breasts. She gave a little gasp, opened her lips a little more… and the doorbell sounded!! “Fuck!!”, this tiny, genteel creature uttered. Quietly, but forcefully. It was her lift to her doctor’s appointment. I was even more turned on with that quiet little explosion, but I had to stop. I didn’t see her for 3 days. I assumed we’d crossed a line that should never have been crossed. I promised myself that I would back away and leave her alone. Later that day, as I was walking by with my dog, I saw her again. She said she’d unexpectedly had to visit her sister for a few days, illness in the family, but she was back now. She was wearing a loose skirt and a blouse with the first 3 buttons undone. Very tasteful and demure… in a very sexy way! Then she leaned down to say hello to my dog… OH MY FUCKING WORD!!Her blouse billowed forward, allowing me to see those wonderful round breasts for the first time! So smooth, with puckered areolas and hard nipples, the size of the tip of my little finger. Instant erection. I nearly came there and then! As she was fussing my dog, she said, “I think he likes it”. I replied that he liked any attention. Without straightening up, she looked directly into my eyes and said “I was talking to the dog!”. And just in case I totally missed her point, she quickly reached out and squeezed my cock through my trousers!!She said I could come back for coffee, if I liked, once I’d got back from walking the dog. She’d go and get changed. I told her not to change and that I would be back very soon… and not to bother with the coffee!

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