"One day while out shopping, an activity I had become increasingly fondof, I ran into an old curio shop run by an elderly woman who had aparticularly ...ind and gentle face. After a few minutes of poking aroundthe shop, she came up to me and started a conversation."What are you looking for dearie?"Well, actually, a job," I joked. "I've been out of work for months," Iexplained when she didn't react. Her face remained neutral, passive,but open and trustworthy at the same time. For some reason, I. Margo had slid closer to Dave and she began to rub his chest through his shirt while she rubbed her leg up and down his. It wasn't long before I could see Dave's hard-on through his jeans. Meanwhile, Hazel had slipped her hand in between my thighs and was working her way up to my own erection. I leaned over and gave her a long, wet kiss which she returned enthusiastically. My hand crept inside her top and was soon massaging her tits. I could feel her nipples hardening as I squeezed her tit and. A sudden shock got my attention. The pain was more intense this time because I was still wet from the water."What is your name, Mr. Pervert American?" I am Lance Corporal Tony Watkins of the U.S. Army. My service number is five seven eigghhhht...." The leather hit my face again this time while the electricity flowed freely through my body causing me to spasm and jerk."Lance, I only asked for your name," she said. I felt her hand on my chest from behind me. She started caressing my nipples. She slid down flat on the rug and I pulled her legs further apart. I continued kissing her legs and behind her knees. When I returned to her pussy she was wet and quivering. I dove my tongue into the folds of her pussy lips and pushed deeper into her womb. As I worked her clit she arched her back and let out a slight moan she was climaxing and I could taste her fluid as it began to flow. I pushed her knees back exposing her pert little asshole. It was puckering and I ran my tongue all around.