The pair stopped several feet from Moe’s tree. Moe glanced back and wondered if he could get to his car before the shooting started. He looked at th... two goons again. If there was only one, Moe could probably take him. Or if they had less lethal firepower. But no way could he beat them both. His only chance was to hope they didn’t look up. They lit cigarettes and bullshitted about their assignment “How long we gotta keep circling the place, Al? I could use a brew.” “Can it, Gus. You’ll get your. Hand in hand, we walked up to the stone pillars that was the entrance to our graveyard. We as creatures of the night visited here often. Enjoying the peaceful serenity the long forgotten residents had to offer. He held me close as we approached our special spot. A secluded clearing in the back, with a picnick table, where we often ejoyed a beer or smoked herbs. But we always enjoyed eachother's company here. In this place, no one ever bothered us. We could count the stars and. ”“Oh?”“Yes. And James explained that some men get turned on by their wives fooling around. I’d never heard of that. Is that true, honey?”“Yeah, that’s true.”“So, I guess now I know how to get a rise out of you, huh?”“Hmm, maybe.” I wasn’t sure the time was right to come clean.As we drove home, June reopened the discussion. “So, honey, nothing happened tonight, but would you really like it if it had?”“Probably.”“But you’re not sure?”“Well, I guess I couldn’t be real sure until it happened.”“Hmm.. My sexy old grandfather was fucking my grandmother so quickly that my grandmother’s breasts just continued to rock and buck to the motions. My grandmother was making wonderful sounds, encouraging her husband to fuck her harder. My grandfather was grunting with the rhythm of his cock. Both of them were pale and most of their body parts were saggy and on the other side of slender but to me this made the scene even more erotic. I was getting wet just watching them.Still in the hallway, my fingers.