I was trembling constantly now, my eyes fighting to remain open. The urge to collapse back onto the bed was strong. I had to strain to keep my balance...and remain standing.Sweat now glistened across my chest and upper arms, as my passion caused my body to flush with warmth. I moved my slippery fingers faster, running in circles across my fully erect clit, then sliding them into my wetness. I watched me draw closer to release, marveling that the intense sensations sweeping through my body were. “We are about to close but maybe we can do a deal” he said as he walked to door and locked it putting the closed sign up. On his return he pulled a white thong from the rack and handed them to me, “Do you like white” he said and I nodded, “Try these on but this time leave the curtain open” well I was in a playful mood so I nodded my head and walked back to the changing room. I was getting excited as I felt the shopkeepers eyes on me as I walked and I entered the cubicle leaving the curtain open. A noise behind me made me turn only to be greeted by the grandpa from last week - straight away he extracted my clit and started kissing it - saying how he had actually dreamt about it after we played last week.The old man was m*****ing me so deliciously whilst the initial guy was still cunting me. More details of our previous encounter were coming back to me - he didn’t get hard - he had a beautful cock but I think medication he was on stopped it hardening. Not that I minded he was exquisitely. That night, as I lay in bed, I thought about that boy, the way his cock felt in my hand and how his felt on my chest and between my legs. I woke the next day with the same thoughts. I waited anxiously for the daily visit to the canal. I hoped he would be there and that we could go back to what we were doing. Once in the water, I let my hand wander between my legs as I waited for the right moment when everybody was too busy to notice my absence. I looked in the direction of those bushes and.