Apparently, his fiancé, Katherine, had had enough of their relationship and had accused Christian of sleeping with her, giving her enough leverage to...kick him out and be done. As she rocked more readily in her chair, Morgan recalled how Christian had looked when she opened her dorm room door. The hurt and confusion on his face were overwhelming to her. It had been pouring rain and he was soaked but it didn't help much to hide his tears. She invited him into her room, one she thankfully had to. "Aren't we grown up, playing Mummies and Daddies?" giggled Victoria.Mark grinned. "I don't feel very grown up. When I look at you I feel like a tongue-tied teenager."She smiled lovingly. "You don't look like one. To me you're my strong, handsome love." Couple of soppy dates if you ask me," Mark chuckled. Turning serious he asked, "Have you spoken to Charles Fitzmaurice yet?" No, darling. I'm sorry. What with our 'discussion' earlier and then getting waylaid by Mummy when I went to change I. You see I discovered Grannies, single ones, divorced ones and married ones and my sex life has not been the same since. Right now I must have eight different grannies I am fucking. Some I make love to two or three times a week others about once a month. I am one of a few unmarried physically fit males (54 yrs. old, 6’ 2”, 220 lbs., 8” cock) in this retirement community of mostly 60 and 70 years old. I like classy, attractive, preferably silver haired, (no phony dyed hair women for me) women. Not like she’d come before, something totally different. Something totally… divine.She kept cumming and cumming, and along the way, Alex did too. And then Alex kept cumming and cumming.'Fucking divine,' was all Jill thought to herself.Lifeguard 8Jill awoke the next morning in a sumptuous guest bedroom she knew to be the Townsend's house. While a bit groggy from drinking too much wine, her mind quickly went to the night before. Her pussy was sore and her ass was sore. Both felt so good… and sore.