She couldn't stop thinking about what had happened with Kenzi. It had stopped being a simple lap dance, by the beginning of the third song. She'd just...had sex with a stripper. Her mind kept teasing her with images of Kenzi's tight body writhing against her own, and the sounds of her excited moans. She was becoming aroused, again.The throbbing music wasn't helping matters, her stool was vibrating against her thighs and backside. It sent shivers through her body. Nor did the black-haired girl on. And caught the bus into town. It felt strange, not wearing panties, sort of daring, and the air circulating under her dress felt pleasantly cool on her upper legs. She sat on the lower deck, not wanting anyone to follow her up the stairs and get an eyeful of her naked bottom. The directions led her to a part of town she had never visited. It was run-down and contained mainly derelict buildings. Following the written directions was easy enough and soon she was leaving the busy street and walking. As he took my clit between his lips, and gently sucked on it I felt one of his strong, masculine fingers gently probe the outside of my vagina. He has quite large fingers, but he gently slipped into me as far as it would go. This was another new experience for me, I'd never had anything inside me while getting licked, and I loved it.I worried that he wouldn't like it or that he might get tired and want to stop, so I said "you don't have to keep going if you don't want to", but he just squeezed. He felt very frail, looked equally frail, as he held me and caressed my hand. I looked at mother as she studied both of us with a smile on her face.'I have dreamed of seeing both of you together Joanne', she suddenly spoke, 'you and he will get on well together', she continued, but I was confused, and I think it showed on my face.Mother was Matron in an Old Folks retirement complex, and this morning had invited me down to see her at work, and the old man holding my hand, was one of her.