All that mattered was the incredible feel of the vibrator darting in and out of my asshole. But things got even better when she resumed her vaginal to...gue fucking. Inspired, I did the same and moan after moan started flowing past our lip. Of course, only muffled cries escaped us, but neither of us cared. This was the most intense sixty-nine of our livesat least it was for meand that was all that mattered. The sound of vibrating toys and moaning women filled the air for a few more seconds before. The conversation soon turned to her living alone and that her `man friend` of 30 years had recently died,i asked `do you miss him`? she said `not his moaning but i do miss the sex`,i burst out laughing and she did too,i always get a little flirty with clients and asked her how old she was with a puzzled face,`65` she replied,`well you dont look 65 thats for sure` i said,she thanked me and then mentioned it was due to a healthy sex life why she looked so young,"cums good for your wrinkles` she. We had stocked the house with essentials on our last visit so we had coffee and tea, and there was bacon in the freezer. So when we rose next morning we had a good breakfast before going out to unload our things. It took us most of the morning to get organised and get the house shipshape for our permanent residence. When we had finished this task we went for lunch, then visited the supermarket and stocked up with groceries for the week.In the early evening we phoned Douglas and Katrina and. “If only the Reverend could hear THIS conversation,” Marie smirked. “He’d have a stroke and we wouldn’t have to worry about him ever again!”“What day do the Regents meet, Melody?” Sophia asked.“Tuesday evening. Technically, it’s an open meeting, but mostly nobody goes. I think it would be a bad idea to show up in force because I believe we’ve won. And we won because nobody in Student Government could say ANYTHING about Mike that was negative without causing themselves a significant credibility.