I felt her tapered, red polished finger nails push their chuby mature nudes way down the back of my t shirt pausing at the belt of my shorts only to begin digging at the base material of my t- shirt. The t-shirt soon discarded, our hands began a duel for supremacy over my belt buckle. Retreating from that lost battle my hands advanced to the remaining 5 buttons on the front of her dress. | |