At the age of fifty two, he was still in great condition. His black hair was now sprinkled with touches of silver but that only served to make him loo... distinguished.“Oh, I’m so sorry Dad. I don’t know how I got myself into this. This is so embarrassing. I don’t know what to do.”“Well, you can start by introducing me to your mistress.” He noticed the beautiful young lady holding the other end of his daughter’s leash.“Oh sorry, Dad. Allison, this is my father, Joseph Collins. Dad, this is. "To be safe." I think it'll fit but okay," said Allen. I pushed the buggy to the mens fitting room with Allen close beside me.A man about Allen's age stood behind the fitting room counter. "How many items do you have?" said the man."One," said Allen holding the dress up so the man could inspect it."Is this some kind of joke?" asked the man."Is it illegal to try on a dress?" said Allen. Allen's chest popped out. I prayed the clerk would shut his mouth before Allen shut it for him."No, I suppose. ‘Morning Bob,’ she said with a slight smile. ‘Morning back. Coffee’s by the fire if you want some.’ ‘Thank you.’ After she got her coffee, and took care of her business, Kathy joined Bob. They got one side up, and half the front done when they stopped for lunch. That afternoon, they finished up the front and got the other side done. As like the day before, they went down to the river to clean up, both of them separate from each other. Bob and Kathy slept in the back of the truck again. Bob woke. My trousers removed Roger lifts my hips to pull my panties down my legs, his hands firm as he drags the material, John is pulling down my bra straps as Roger works his way back up my body, he grabs my wrists so he can pull me into a sitting position & claims my mouth as John unhooks my bra, Roger is working on my nipples as John puts a large hand around my throat, kissing me from behind, suddenly I'm pulled away by my ankles, my legs pushed apart as Roger plunges his face into my pussy, licking.