#372041 - V finished washing up, and went to empty the bowl out but ended up spilling a lot of it down her tshirt, I could clearly see her tits through the wet tshirt and also the front of her shorts were wet, they were a kind of towelling material, white and now almost see through, and I had a clear view of her bush through the wet material, my cock jumped as she laughed at herself and bent over to find a clean tshirt, as she stood up she turned towards me to check if I was awake or not, and thinking I was still asleep, started to take her tshirt off. That was the start of a relationship that lasted till V died aged 58, even after I married, I still went round to V’s house and whatever time of day she always wanted me to shoot spunk over her, then fuck her, later up the arse and in the mouth, I will always be grateful to V. After a few days had passed things started to get bit easier for me and we were soon back to the way it always was, then one day I was in the tent reading a footie mag