He had no objection to their rough language or the fact they were all drinking the hard stuff from bottles hidden under their vests. It was the sort o... behavior that irritated most of the older generation but he didn't find fault in it because it reminded him of his own actions more than a half century ago.He listened to their conversation with no sign on his weathered face that it made any impression on him. It was easy to ignore the pointed references to his useless value to society because. She loved the feeling, she loved receiving big loads of cum all over her, it made her feel so slutty and sexy.“Fuck, you look so fucking sexy like this, such a fucking slut…” Peter breathed out as he slowly stroked his softening cock, looking down at her.“Thank you, and thank you for giving me such a big load, I love it,” Lara smirked at him, making Peter grin.Suddenly he leaned down and picked all of her clothes off of the floor, holding them against his chest.“I’ll be holding onto these, for. “We need to clean up,” he said.“Yes, Master,” agreed Jeannie, rolling onto her back. “Where is the pool?”“The pool?”“Yes, Master, the bathing pool?”He laughed again. “No bathing pool. We use something called a shower.” He took her hand and pulled her to her feet. “Come on. I’ll show you.” Tony led the djinni into the bathroom and opened the door to the shower. He reached inside and turned the knob. Thirty seconds later the water temperature had stabilized at the medium-hot point he preferred.. ”It took her a moment but eventually she started to speak. She poured out her heart about her grandmom and how after losing her dad she couldn’t bear to lose another close relative. She worried that her mom would be alone and have no one to love except for her. On and on she poured out her fears and all I could do was murmur useless words and hug her tightly. At last, she had run out of words to say and fell silent. I kissed her softly on the neck and felt her body relax as she finally fell.