My surname’s McDonald, but everyone just calls me Mac,” he explained.“Should I call you Mr. McDonald, sir?” I questioned.“Nah… Mac will do...” he concluded.After supper, two large pots of hot water were poured into a tub that he had placed in the kitchen. After adding cold water he handed me a towel and a bar of soap. “Well… strip and get in the tub,” Mac ordered. After doing as I was told he collected my clothing, before emptying the contents of my bag. “I had better wash all your clothes, they. Physically, they both looked pretty darned good. He was active and kept his muscles while she was blessed with a good metabolism and genes and her big tits didn’t sag an unusual amount. Her hair was still noticeably red too.Thinking it might be her, she consulted with her gerontologist who prescribed a vaginal estrogen cream and a progesterone patch. Her pussy felt fine and she was having horny thoughts again but Andy wasn’t “up” to his part yet. She got her hair and toenails done, got new. After about ten minutes of mystery man banging her she saw that he arched his back signaling to her that he was cumming. She also saw her trying to do same and saw the orgasm that ensued because mystery man arched again and again like he felt his dick being smashed due to her orgasm. As soon as it was over the guy fell backwards and from the looks of it passed out, while she was still in the doggy position because she was tied up so well. Damn this was hot. Hopefully, Matt will let her keep. One of my friend’s wives is in real estate, and showed me around. I saw this and it is so us.” I’m lost for words and Luke shows me around the house. It is a three bedroom with a finished basement. The backyard is beautiful and fenced in. It’s a little small even though it’s a three bedroom, but it’s a great starter home. I can’t help but fall in love with it the more he shows me. We head back towards the living room and he turns on some music, pulling me into his arms. We dance to the soft.