1. Mature neighbour caught naked leads to sex


    Date: 2/28/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Voyeur, Author: PaulDixon, Rating: 92, Source: xHamster

    I own a few houses which I let to students in Guildford and every year when they move out there's the endless ritual of cleaning and repairs to take care of. A couple of years back, I was going through the motions of this and found myself there for a few days late in June. I was out front, clearing the garden an so on, when I got collared by my retired neighbour, who was called Liz. I'll tell you a bit about her first though. I had met her many times and chatted across the fence or I'd popped round to her place for a coffee and a chat - I guess she was a bit lonely, as she lived alone since her husband had died a number of years ago. I always thought she looked ok, but in truth, never thought I'd get the chance to have a dabble with her. She was 68 years old at the time and I was about 35. Liz was about 5'8" and probably a size 16 or 18, with I guess C cup breasts. She was not plump, but carried a bit too much on the waist. She always had a reasonable tan on her face, which she got from a couple of good sunny holidays every year and always kept her light brown (dyed) hair nice, in an old lady perm that is! She had all her own teeth and could hold a reasonable conversation, although she did like to moan on a bit about her grown up f****y, who didn't visit often enough. I could cope with the moans and groans though, because whenever I saw her, I spent most of the time checking out her tits and often saw her nipples go hard as we chatted; you know, if we were out in the garden ...
    and the cold got at her. Whenever they sprang out, I'd have a good look and I'm sure she knew I was checking her out. She always wore those old lady, ribbed wooly jumpers (often white, with an inappropriate black or dark coloured bra underneath) and polyester trousers. I got to liking the trousers because they showed off the hoof profile of her minge as the fabric strained against her flabby abdomen. I also checked out her arse and could always see the big knickers she wore. Like I say, I used to go round and say hello and have a coffee or just pass the time with her for 20 minutes. Some times when I was working at the house, I'd see she had her washing out, so I'd wait until she taking it in, then go out the back, casually shout hello, then go and chat to her whilst she was unpegging and folding her big cotton or nylon knickers and sturdy, shiny bras. Then we'd go in for a coffee and if I got the chance, I would have a root through the laundry basket and get to feel the smooth fabric of her underwear against my face, with her right there, but with her back to me making the coffee. On one such visit, after watching the laundry folding and going inside, Liz was sitting at the kitchen table chatting away and I was feeling pretty horny, so I positioned myself in such a way that whilst I was standing chatting to her the back of one of her kitchen chairs was hiding the fact that I had my cock out of my trousers and was slowly wanking. I had a god 10 minutes looking at her generous ...
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