I was pretty much lacking in dance skills. Anything past holding Jenny tightly and swaying back and forth while trying not to step on her feet was bey...nd me. Although I did a mean Twist when Chubby Checker was playing on the oldies radio station if nobody was around.I parked in front of Mr. Korenski’s house, called on the phone to announce our arrival, and dutifully got out and waited by the limo door for him to come out. He wore a tweed jacket, tan slacks, rimless spectacles, a light blue. He had a clear vision of the next bout, when she knelt on the floor and tilted her arse up to dig into the back of the drawer which Jimmy knew stored her little used brassieres. As always, having spied on her for years, he was astonished how she had resisted the modern girl treatment of their cunts and left her hirsute growth of glossy black wiry pubes intact. Her sphincter winked temptingly through the forest as did her snatch which opened a little to reveal vivid pink membranes. Memories of. I began chatting with Fred and later he added Jenn. After it was established that I loved both cock and pussy, they asked if I wanted to go private and get on cam. I agreed.Once on cam, I saw the lovely Jenn, a lady in her mid-forties, and Fred a nice-looking man in his early 60s. And they saw me, a healthy and horny gent of seventy-six They were both nude so I quickly undressed.Seeing Jenn’s slightly sagging tits and bald pussy was making my cock harden. Add that to Fred’s impressive cock and. We came together, me lying fully on top of her, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around me as she humped her hips up against my thrusts.We were finally quiet, completely sexually spent. We laid there tangled with one another all night. Waking to my step mother in my bed was as beautiful as anything we had experienced together. As Terri woke she buried her face into my chest, "mmmmmm, good morning baby," she said as she nuzzled in to me.I ran my fingers through her messy hair and whispered in.