”I think she believed me, she looked so scared.“Now tell me when are the Tommies landing their next agent.” I asked as my balls tingled with ant...cipation and I tried desperately not to shoot my load too soon.“I don’t know,” she said, “I really don’t.”“And where?” I asked.“I don’t know,” she replied.“Will you find out for me?” I asked.“No!” she said.I sighed “If you don’t I shall let Schultz fuck you with his big cock and maybe get a Donkey along so you can put on a special show of fucking at. "Pinocchio climbed up onto the bed, his penis hanging down and pointing to the old woman's wrinkled abdomen. Her breasts had flowed sideways, and now resided in her armpits."You're not so bad looking," he said.His prick grew eight inches.The old woman's eyes grew round, and a dribble of drool left her mouth to slide down her cheek."HOLD!" she gasped. "I'm not sure I can take that much prevarication!"Pinocchio, wanting to be more human as soon as possible, advanced. The crone's flabby pussy lips. ’ She looked up at him momentarily, smiled and said, ‘Oh yeah,’ and thought nothing more about it. ‘There are hose in that bag.’ ‘You got hose as well?’ She couldn’t believe it. He was such an übermensch! ‘What kind of man was this?’ Beat her like a rug, fuck her like a machine, massage like … well a really good masseur, and cook like an Iron Chef. Plus he was evidently wealthy. This outfit was at least, ‘I mean Nieman Marcus, come on,’ and with the choker, ‘what $10,000, probably more.’ The. Neatly trimmed and whispily haired. I kissed the exposed lips, she tasted delicious too. I push my tongue tentatively in and brought my hands up to her silken butt cheeks, gently squeezing and massaging. She started to grind her flesh into my face and she was getting wetter and wetter. I need it now she said and lowered herself to my trousers. Unbuckling the belt, lowering the zip and a quick motion had my trousers off. My cock was straining at my boxers, precum soaking them already. She.