"Not too shabby for an old lady, eh?" She asked, hefting her right tit up with her hand."You're not so old." His erection jerked toward the ceiling. R...sa caught the movement and had to hold her self in check, she was that close to coming."Thirty-eight," she said and inwardly cursed herself because her voice had gone dry."I'm older than that." He replied his voice was thick and to distract her from noticing, he deliberately made his dick dance."Thirty-eight's old." She said slowly walking back. .." I gasp. "They started t... to molest me,I.. I think they wa.. wanted to... to..." Shush," Mistress says coming in and holding me. "I can't leave you for aminute can I?" A.. apparently not..." I stammer clinging onto her tightly, with my freearm."Let's go to your place and have breakfast then," She says. "Just somequiet time for the two of us?"I nod, letting her go, watching as she releases my wrist. "Yes Mistress.Shall I give you directions?"She gives a wicked little grin. "No need my. An electric thrill went down her spine and into her loins. He's wanking she thought, and there are others in there.Kathleen should have gone in immediately after that but she didn't. The image was exciting her and excitement wasn't in great supply in her life. The boy soon came, his face contorting. Freezing for the few seconds it took him to release his load. In her mind she could see streams of cum spilling out, something she'd missed for 4 years. Rising off his knees he stood. Only. "Oh well, hi to you too, Sally. Nice of you to notice I'm here." The fingers fluttered again. "Achmed is a very nice guy, but can't you just give him a regular tip? You know. Money?"The muffled response wasn't intelligible and Maryann didn't care anyway. Her eyes narrowed. Sally was kneeling on the seat, her head rising and falling as her lips slid along Achmed's dusky cock. MaryAnn reached down and flipped up Sally's skirt. Just as she thought. No panties and the smaller middle-aged female was.