I entered his apartment to be immediately I confronted, ‘You left, without saying anything.’ ‘But I’m back now.’I said. ‘That’s not the ...oint. You left.’ ‘Just to clean up and…’ ‘Move in with me.’ ‘What?’ ‘You heard me.’ ‘I did… What did you mean?’ ‘Just, what it sounded like.’ ‘I can’t just move in.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Because.’ ‘… because?’ ‘Just because.’ ‘Is there someone else you’d rather be with?’ ‘No.’ I said without any hesitation. ‘Don’t you like being with me?’ ‘No. I mean yes. Yes, I do.’ ‘So,. Tracey then said that she could see my problem, and that she just loved to tease me. That it turned her on, and whether we could carry on, but no sex, just teasing. Who was I to refuse.She then reached down and dangled her hand over her crotch, and occasionally, let her fingers slide over her slit. The more she done so, the larger the wet patch got. By now, my cock was straining under my trousers, and naturally, my hand went down to my bulge, and let my thumb and forefinger slowly run up and. I only needed the final proof. I then asked if she had been a good girl. She said yes, and I said that she needed to do one more thing for old Santa. "Old Santa's pipe has gone out, would you mind lighting it for me again?" She nodded, and searched for the lighter in the jacket. "Santa's lighter is in his pants, right pocket!" I told her. She put her hand down the pocket, and began searching for it. My dick was rock hard now, along my thigh. In no time, she found the lighter, but still reached. Dee was greeted by a grey hairy bush as she knelt before her. The old woman spread her legs and then pulled her pussy lips apart. Dee dived in and she buried her tongue deep into the pussy. As she started to lap at the old woman her husband knelt and between Dee’s legs, his hands grasping her ass cheeks, pulling them apart and aimed his cock at her sodden pussy. His cock slipped into her pussy and he started up a slow fucking motion. Meanwhile the boys had gathered round all looking in.