The basket of daisies had held a small post card painting of a woman leaning against her lover as he held her in front of him. The man in the painting...has his hand running through her hair, and had his face turned against her throat. There wasn’t anything truly racy about the picture. They were clothed in Victorian style clothing and there wasn’t anything pornographic about it. It was actually a sweet and tender moment. Except her body had throbbed and a damp heat pooled between her thighs. I fucked her as fast as I could, and it wasnt long before I was cumming. I shot 4 huge shots, 2 in her pussy and 2 on Abbys face. After rcovering I asked Kelly "Ok. You want some breakfast?" I always loved cooking for some reason. My mom had taught me alot of stuff about it. "Sure what are you gonna make?" Kelly asked with her eyes closed still in aftershock of her orgasm. "I dont know what do you want?" I replied. "How about eggs and biscuts and gravy?" She said. "Sounds good to me. Be done. The door was easily opened, they had probably a passe-partout, the doctor and/or the nurse?Three men in blue entered, the cleaning staff I supposed. They were probably italians, spanish or mexican, they didn’t say a word, looked at granny naked on the bed, then at me with my cock still dropping cum.The internal speaker announced the dinner in half an hour, at seven pm. We started to dress, Yuma arrived wearing a short toweling robe, but the three men stopped us. One of them closed the door and. Meanwhile, I decided to touch his already hard 6-inch meat which he had already removed from his pants. Just then a guy walked in and we removed our hands from each other’s manhood.I walked out from the toilet and he followed me. As I stood outside, he introduced himself and told me that he had very little time as his friend was waiting for him near the main gate. He made some random queries about me and my likes. He asked me if I knew the park well enough.I told him about one particular part.