Finally she pushed my hand lower, under the water, and onto her pussy. That evening Wanda put on a fashion show for me and we discussed getting up in the middle of the night to see Phil look at his shadow or the lack of a shadow. Mature sex It all started a hundred and twenty-three years ago in Punxsutawney Pennsylvania. Wanda said, “My husband never does that for me. Then after a trip up to our room we enjoyed the buffet that the hotel put on. I could not believe that I had to pay five hundred and fifty dollars for a room for two nights, get on a bus at three o’clock in the morning, and then stand in a field in the dark and the cold waiting for a sophisticated rat to see his shadow. It was everything that she had been missing in sex over the years.
