“My tits and ass are pretty good for fifty-five old as well, I think.”She was correct. A big, though very well proportioned and still firm ass and...good large tits that were starting to sag with big nipples.She mounted my very erect cock and ever so slowly slid the full length of it into her very wet cunt lips. Nothing quite like a sex starved older woman who wants to fuck you silly to pass the time of day.As she slid up and down my full length and ground into me, her language became very coarse. Every reaction was evidence to Paul that he was my master and I would do anything he asked. He knew now he could fuck me whenever he wanted. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through my body but Paul kept fucking, his huge body dwarfing mine as he completely dominated me. "I want you to tell me who owns your pussy, you slut," he shouted as his huge shaft slammed into me again. “It’s yours Daddy, you own me," I cried. "Beg me for my cum," he shouted as he closed on orgasm. "Please Daddy, please cum. He really appreciated being clean. It surprised him that the water came out of the cave wall, but once he saw it was warm and that the dirt came off him, he loved it. Oh damn, I said I would wash his clothes so they would be clean for in the morning.”“Don’t get up, I already took the clothes, and Phil was going to have them cleaned for tomorrow. He did ask if we wanted clothes like ours for them for tomorrow. I asked that he wait to see if they would stay. He didn’t think that was going to be a. Banks," he managed. "Indeed."Jennie walked by so closely that her breast touched George's arm. She toyed with the idea of letting her hand run over his crotch but decided that was possibly a wee bit too forward - for now anyway, but the quiet groan from the contact with her barely covered boob was not lost on her. 'Come on, Big Boy!' she thought. 'You can have me now if you want to, or you can wait - but get me you will!'George - starved of sex for several years, first due to his wife's.