Der Hausherr geht langsam rückwärts, ich mit ihm bis er auf dem Sofa sitzt, ich breitbeinig über Ihm. „Na gefällt euch die Sau“ fragt er „da...n last euch doch von ihr für den Anfang einen blasen“. Mit Scham und Geilheit sehe ich wie die 3 nacheinander Ihre Schwänze aus den Hosen holen. Sie treten näher und ich beuge mich nach vorne. Der in der Mitte schiebt mir sein Teil in den Mund, prall und hart. Meine Hände finden jeweils rechts und links steife Prügel. In dem Alter noch? Hinter mir bewegen. Phew near miss there I grinned. Looking in my mirror I saw I had created a tsunami by a bus stop, and drenched a poor woman. Having a conscience is a bastard and mine felt guilty. So I stopped. Yelling over to this soaked woman "sorry miss, that bugger nearly wiped me out, and couldn't avoid the puddle.".Let's be honest she was fucking angry calling me and the van driver who was long gone all sorts of shits. I looked over and thought be a nice guy might help calm her. "Look I know it's a bit. Anyway I was hoping that I'd get to the panties before they were put in the wash, so i could smell that georgeous pussy/pee smell that lady's produce but sadly that didn't happen, although I'm glad as some of the items were her teenage grandaughters and It felt wrong even thinking about sniffing them.There were a few pairs of panties, and luckily I could work out whos were who being that her daughter is in her 30s and granddaughter just over 16,so I took it that the lacy thong and sexier. “So, I’ve spent my afternoon sucking and fucking a very nice Australian man, one of Izzy’s older guests,” Lupe whispered, giggling, “And tomorrow, Jack, Izzy gets to come up here and fuck my gorgeous young stud, the lucky girl. If that’s alright with you?”I simply nodded, my mouth going dry at the prospect. Lupe giggled. I couldn’t believe it. I was going to get to fuck not one, but two busty, sexy married MILFs every month.No wonder Mr Cohen and Mr Dubois hadn’t moved on; who would? Those two.