My GILF story

So my buddy and I were talking about women we’ve been with when we were younger and I figured I’d tell him about the granny I got with…. So there was this older gal at a bar, I was young, dumb, horny, and drunk. She comes up to me and asks if I would like to go home with her, and being as drunk as I was, she was looking pretty damn good albeit I know she is probably 55. So I take this older gal home, I see pictures of her late husband on the wall, a bunch of depression era mementos, and ask her how old she is. She is sauced up enough to tell me she is 75. Being horny as hell and down for anything at this point, I look past it and start undressing her. We start making out, the works, and she asks me to go down so I do… So I tell my buddy during this long drawn out story… “I’m kissing down her body and get down to where she wants it, know what it smelled and tasted like?” “What?” He asks. “Well, depends.”