I arrived to be met by Dawn, she is about 55 tall ,blonde with a nice figure for her age, I'd been seeing Stuart for a few months now and giving him p...ssive therapy. I'd always got on with both of them very well, obviously not much input form him due to his condition, she was always a bit flirty, today being no different except she was doing it in front of him. As I was doing his therapy she was massaging my shoulders in full view of him, this was making it quite difficult for me to concentrate. I slapped her ass. She moaned again.I fucked her ass again. She moaned.I started moving in and out, slow short movements at first, gradually increasing pace and length until I was pumping her ass rapidly, moving my cock from tip to base and back again like an engine. I felt it harden, I felt my excitement building up. I felt the surge of an orgasm, and pulled out.I grabbed her, and pulled her on her back, legs spread.I slapped her cunt.She moaned.Denys fucked her ass. She moved like an engine,. That same day Gus went to the store and bought himself a starter pistol.All excited to try this suggestion, he ran home toBecky. At home, he found Becky was in bed, naked and waiting. As the two began, they found themselves in the celebrated 69 position.Gus, moments later, felt the sudden urge to ejaculate and fired the starter pistol. The next day,Gus went back to the doctor.The doctor asked, "How did it go?" Well, not as I'd expected. When I fired the pistol, Becky shit on my face, bit three. "Well Jamie of course. Isn't that obvious? Who else is there?" he said."But what about the royal family?" Debbie asked."They're all gone and the Ambassador's staff have told him whoever is selected as the next King doesn't need to be related to the old royal family anyway," Jamie replied."But, you can't be the King," Laura said hesitantly."Laura, you haven't been listening. Scotland's history shows us that the people can select whoever they want to be King. If the survivors choose to select.