.AAAH...YES...YES...FUCK MY OLD CUNT...FUCK MY OLD CUNT...OH...FUCK ME...FUCK ME..."Rick feels how she gets more and more excited. With this excitemen..., her pussy becomes more and more wet and it grips his cock tighter. It is a funny kind of grip, because it grips and let go, grips and let go, like one huge, but very strong pulse. God, this old woman's pussy is alive. More than alive. He never felt anything like this with any of the young girls that he ever fucked.Outside the storm thunders. “The thing is,” she said, as Lisa sat on the other side of the bed. “We kind of play semi pro…” “I knew it! You girls were hustling me.” “We’re not hustling. Just having a bit of fun,” Holly contradicted. “And you wouldn’t deny a girl her fun, would you?” added Lisa, also stroking his cock. “Well if you put it like that…” “Yes, so shut up and enjoy,” said Holly, giggling and pushed Greg onto his back again. The girls got closer together and leaned over Greg’s cock and began to lick him at the. " As he stood there pressing his lips together to keep himselffrom making another outburst, she turned and got a shopping bag fromthe top of her dresser. It was fuchsia colored and had the name of apopular lingerie shop at the local mall on it. She reached in andbrought out a filmy apricot nighty trimmed in lace. When she held itout to her husband he took it with trembling hands. She held him withher eyes, defying him to object. He backed down wordlessly and slippedthe sexy garment over. I had made up my mind. “I’ll take the surprise.” I said hoping that my dick could forgive me for not getting it off right then and there. Turns out I made one of the greatest decisions of my life.The whole week leading up to that Saturday was literally torture. Every time I saw Sadie or even Shannon for that matter all I could think about was the weekend. On Thursday I talked to Sadie and asked her if she could just give me a hint about what we would be doing. All she said was her parents would.