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Originally Posted by Torch_Man
"Ma'am," I said clearing my throat.
"What?" the female voice barked. She continued to wrestle with the problem beneath the sink.
"Your son asked me to come by and see if I could help with your problem, Ma'am." I explained.
She was on all fours. She backed out of the hole in the cabinet but not without an involuntary display of fleshy ass cheeks in motion.
I was surprised that the sight went directly to my pecker. I could feel it swell slightly.
"I didn't ask for help," she said rather tersely. She turned and sat on the kitchen floor providing another provocative exhibit. She had full thighs and more than ample breasts. Her face was beginning to show mileage, but she had pleasant features. All in all, the vision was adding girth to my member.
"I think he was embarrassed because he could not repair your plumbing," I suggested, "so he asked me to lend a hand. I've had some experience with these matters."
"You have, huh?" she asked while eyeing me critically. Then after a brief pause, "Well, you can't do anything from up there. Come down here and take a look." She wiggled her butt in an effort to make room for me, but her efforts were of little help.
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I got down on my hands and knees and entered the door opening. Our bodies were touching, and I noticed she made no effort to move away. When she turned on her side to point out where the problem was she caused her body to press against mine from knees to chest. Now my cock was getting unruly. I had never had vintage pussy, but this body was putting all sorts of wicked thoughts into my head.
"You see where this drain makes a "U"? Well, it's leaking, and I can't even remove the joint to stop the leak." While pointing out the problem, she had extended her arm toward the plumbing, and in the process, she had brought her right breast up firmly against my cheek. I tried to do the proper thing and move away from the temptation, but the area was too confining. My dick got harder.
"Ma'am," I said hoarsely, "we've got a problem."
"I know," she said with obvious signs of heavy breathing in her voice. "I can feel it, but you're here to fix the plumbing, not me - Right?"
"That's right, ma'am."
"Okay, but I think I should take a look at your tool. Maybe we can re-negotiate the job."
"Be careful, ma'am. I'm not wearing anything under these coveralls."