Music and colours fade, the breath disappears... thunder... mist and music vanish... thunder, Victoria awakes, someone is knocking at the door.Alright... alright, I'm coming! "Who the hell can it be?"Victoria put on the bathrobe and hurried to the door. She looked through the eyehole and saw Harold. She opened the door:What is the matter!? This must be very important to wake me up in the middle of the night!Oh, yes, yes it is Miss Kay. Here I have your other bag you forgot in my car... - Harold. I could hear water running in the en suite so I guessed Joanna was in the shower. She was humming quietly to herself, an unrecognisable tune, but the effect was incredibly endearing all the same. It didn’t sound as though she had any regrets about the previous night.Soon after the water stopped running, Joanna emerged from the en suite wearing her prom dress. “I feel really skanky wearing yesterday’s underwear,” she said, “but I’ve got a change of clothing at my friends’ house.”I bit back any. My first instinct was to get out and thump him but as I looked closer I could see it was an older guy in his early 70s. What harm can he do? I heard Louise say. I bet he’s not seen a woman in years. Shall we let him watch?I couldn’t believe she was behaving like this, no one other than me had ever seen her naked before. Part of me wanted to say no, you’re drunk you’ll regret this but my cock was rock hard and this might be my one and only chance. She looked at me with a pleading look in her. Her hands found the bottom edge of her skirt and she lifted it, raising it slowly up her firm, bare thighs. Her head lolled slightly to the side as the fabric cleared the pale juncture of thigh and hip, pausing a second with just the hint of pantiless shaved lips exposed, then continued up showing the rest of her perfect slit and bulging clit hood. I nearly swooned. Fuck . I gazed longingly at her pussy, moisture glistening delicately between her lips, her delicious flesh swollen and plump. I.