She looked to be in her late forties or early fifties, so I assume this was a grandchild she was pushing. The important thing though is that she was wearing a long t-shirt and probably, possibly, very short shorts, so that it looked as if she was walking down 27th street without any pants at all.
So I'm sure she caught me staring at her ass, not out of attraction mind you, at least nothing beyond the dull allure of the perfectly filthy and forbidden. No, I was just staring and thinking that, surely she has to have something on under there, doesn't she?
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