Her pussy was smooth as silk, and warm. It felt so goddam good to be fucking this elderly nymph. I thrusted into her slowly, giving her constant, stea...y, deep and firm strokes.Her pussy was remarkably tight, swallowing my dick as it slid in and out of her.I could feel her getting wetter and wetter by the moment as I pushed my cock in as far as it would go.I had to be gentle on her elderly pussy. She wasn’t able to take a solid, hard fucking anymore. She needed some tenderness from a cock,. As I felt the first full spray of my fluid pass through my shaft, I felt her gag reflex finally coming into play. Without intending to, my hips moved upward in my own reflex as a second jet of fluid burned its way through me and I heard her cough and wretch. She fell off me and with panic I twisted to face her, seeking to at last come to her aid even as the last spasms of my loins sprayed her and the bed with what I could not control. I grabbed the sheet and wiped my fluids away from her face. Cant ,? she stuttered .? Silence.? The Provost had spoken. She was silent.She tried to move into a sitting position but had forgotten about the chains, she couldn't help it and a great wail burst from her lungs. This again pierced her sisters brain and she snapped awake, totally disorientated; and when discovering her chained ankles, she groaned and passed out for the second time.Darby's mind was reeling as she clutched her self and tried to shield her breasts and crouch. She still hadn't. There was a slight reddish glow in the western sky from the setting sun, which we hadn't noticed in the glare of the factory lights or the Mini headlights.She checked that she had applied the handbrake, opened her door and got out."Come on then!"I pulled down on the wire handle which opened the door from the inside, and climbed out. Jen was already at the back of the car, reaching inside the small boot."I borrowed Dad's picnic groundsheet and rug; we'd better pile our clothes on the car seats,.