"Oh God," I whispered softly. "Please don't." My plea was ignored and I felt my right hand being taken hold of. Another hand grabbed my head and pulle... it forward until our lips met. Her tongue snaked into my mouth and I could taste the sweet liqueur she had been drinking. Her expensive perfume filled my nostrils and I felt my resolve crumbling. Fingers pressed my hand against something warm and soft. "Can you feel how wet I am?" she asked huskily. I could indeed feel moistness. "You’re. ?What you mean is you wont have to taste your own shit when yousuck me afterwards.. Don?t you!?.She lowered her gaze, ?Yes..? she said in a smallvoice. ? I don?t think so?. ?AAAKKK,AH!AH! AH! Yyyyyiiiiieeeee OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD!I?M COMIIIIINNNGG?. She screamed as I ploughed hard and deep into her ass.Reaching under her bucking body I found her clit and pinched it hard. ?OH NO!OH NO! P-PLEASE NO! NO! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! AHHHH! I-I?M COOOMMMINNG.? Teiriecrouched between my legs, her mouth. Gustavsson leanedforward and rubbed my face all over the front of his crotch, breathing in deeply, savoring thearoma of his male sex! It had been so long for him, not a woman in over a decade! I had beenworried about one thing, would he be able to get it up, after all Mr. Gustavsson wasn't any Brad Pitt, but unbelievably, however, when i felt that hot breath i responded immediately! Icould tell from the look on his face that he was extremely turned on, and that probablyheightened his own. Cindy snorted. “Kinda young for you, isn’t she, Jerry?” she said to me, then turned back to Veronica. “You know how old he is?” she asked the girl. “Sixty-five,” she said, supplying the answer. “Where did you two meet, anyway?”“Craig’s list,” I supplied the answer after Veronica shrugged.“Oh, yeah,” Cindy said. “Should have known.” She shook her head. “I knew you were looking, Jerry,” she went on. “But I didn’t know you’d found anyone.” She looked back at me accusingly. “You said you.