In my 40s, I was in the Middle East in the 80s on bachelor status for about 6 years, in a company flat. I got plenty of fucking when home on frequent visits, the wife 4 years younger than me was hot at Heathrow picking me up , never mind waiting till we got home.
However, I did some babysitting for some close friends, kids about 5 and 7. Occasionally the mum's mother would visit them as she passed through. She was a high powered business lady travelling on her own time and expense but opted to stay with them on the compound to see her grandchildren, rather than a hotel, but in a separate villa for both privacy and to do some work in the city they lived in.
I was still needed on my usual Tuesday night when they had a choir practice and get together afterwards and MIL was out doing business in the evening as usual in the Middle East. She could hold her own with any Arab and was a doughty formidable presence. She came back early that night and called in for a chat and we opened some "illegal" booze. She was no great looker, aged 68, classy gold specs on the end of her nose, short and dumpy but wore classy well fitted suits in Western situations but coverall smock things out there. Her bleached blonde hair was always beautifully coffered - she hated covering it as she had to do out there, her makeup immaculate and she wore bling all the time, painted finger nails, the works. I had never seen her at the pool but I could tell she was stacked and also had a big arse.
The drink flowed, she got raunchy, she was divorced and we fucked out on the patio in the heat of the night. She had enormous saggy knockers with nipples that pointed downwards, a fat roly poly belly, dimpled buttocks but quite nice legs and ankles. Her underwear was all Janet Reger silk. She was dripping when I got inside her knickers and more or less pinned me down to climb aboard and ride me with her shaven sn*tch which was surprisingly tight but very very wet.
She visited them often but we never quite got it together again, but she was amazing.
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