"Lick me clean."Without a second thought I am between her legs licking the sticky outerlips of her pussy. The hair is matted with hers and Karls juice... but Ieagerly lap them up. Then I delve deeper relishing the stronger taste ofKarls cum. Mistress Penny sighs at my ministrations."You may not have had a useful cock but you were always a good pussylicker" she murmurs.I even manage to bring her to climax which has me bursting with pride."Don't forget Karl."With relish I lick his cock clean of. The old woman got out of her bed and entered my bed under the covers from the other side, down at the end…”What are you doing?!” I yelled. She climbed up over me from my feet to my groin then sat on my bulge, her legs spread out, her pussy right on my dick. She had on a light, see-thru nightgown, but no panties, and she was big, chubby, wrinkled, and glaring down at me through her glasses and with her gray hair as if I was a piece of cake she was about to eat. Then she started. We didn’t bother to undress. I pushed her back to the wall and dropped to my knees in front of her. She wore a dress that was soft and red and fell to just above her knees. I swooped the fabric aside and Susan took it in her helping hand and held it, giving me access to her lovely crotch. I could see the outline of the lips of her already damp, thong-covered pussy. I pulled the thong sideways and she squealed when I stuck my tongue into her snatch and sucked her clit into my mouth.“Oh God…” she. I’d been called down here in such a rush that I brought only the clothes on my back, unfit for the climate. I ducked into the resort’s gift shop, relieved to feel cool air against my skin. There were several patrons inside, none of them the man I sought. I asked them each quietly, non-invasively, if they’d seen him, but no one had. The shop itself sold surf boards and trinkets and most of all memorabilia, as if the Palm Shade Resort of Key West was something you’d want to tell your grandkids.