Bert was propped up in bed; his face still distorted by the stroke, one arm limp on the covers, but his eyes were still alive and brightened as they s...w her enter the bay. He raised his good hand in a wave.Snagging a plastic chair from the window, she sat facing him and captured his hand in both of hers. He mumbled something she couldn't make out. Clearly he realised she hadn't understood because he made a big effort to make his mouth work."You ... r ... goo ... wo ... ma'..."Her eyes prickled. I beckoned the man who had just cum to let me clean his cock. It tasted so good his spunk and her cunt cream together on his thick shaft. I must’ve been doing a good job because it started showing signs of life as the guy behind he started moaning and growing in my hairy arse. “Let it go mate” I said “let me feel you cum”, my dirty slut of a wife was encouraging him to blow up my arse too as she reached between her legs and rubbed her fuckers balls. It was too much for him and he started. ."Okay, I can take a hint. I took the glass and savored a sip of the merlot as Melinda's silk-encased body slid into place next to me. Toni Braxton poured her heart out over the sound system as Melinda molded her body to mine. Her lips were soft and pliable, but not shy about demanding access to mine. Our tongues met in a Merlot flavored dance and I felt her body soften as the pace of her breathing increased.Wine glasses forgotten on the table beside the couch, we melted together. The silken. Let’s just get acquainted now we’re neighbors.’ She took a seat at the end of a small table next to his little kitchen, which occupied the area next to the door. He sat at the other end of the table. ‘Can I get you somethin’, Brenda?’ he said at last, ‘Coffee, water, iced tea?’ ‘Iced tea would be nice if you have it.’ ‘I make sun tea all th’ time. Sugar? Sweetner?’ ‘No, I’m as sweet as I need to be and more. Diabetes’ He chuckled as he went to the counter in the kitchen: he got out 2 glasses,.