“Well,” said Britney, “I’m impressed, with both of you, I never thought you’d get it hard that quick now let’s see you perform again Bill�...�. I couldn’t believe it but they led me into the lounge where Karen stripped off her nightie and sat on the sofa. “You’re going to have to get her ready Bill, no quick shoving it in with her”. I didn’t need telling twice and went on my knees between her legs and went for her smooth pussy, licking and sucking, getting her good and ready for my cock. Britney. This is a little surprise I thought up for you. We both spend too much time on the road. I wanted you to be thinking of me during those boring hours, not some slut wrapped around a pole in a bar somewhere.’ ‘You really ought to be alone when you view this. If any of your buds are around, please stop this and start it again later, when you are in a more private setting. I don’t mind sharing myself with you, but no one else, please.’ ‘Now, strip off all of your clothes, and get comfortable. You. Then I got to where I could go as long as you weren't right there. I'm happy being comfortable enough to let you shave while I pee. I don't want to go any farther down that road."Yes, I had been trying to get her to explore the wonderful world of watersports, or 'golden showers'. At the age of fifty five, I'd done a lot of exploring sexually. I'd never been interested in trying to have sex with a man and "bathroom" sex was only mildly interesting to me. At least golden showers were mildly. Feeling my heart almost stop and then start again, beating in a rhythm that made me feel weird, I blurted out, "Joyie Ann Adkins, what the hell are you doing with your dad's gun?"Her laugh chilled me to the bone. She pointed the barrel of the weapon at me.I backed away from her and she followed me into the living room, where I bumped into the back of the sofa.Stopping, a few feet away from me, she said,"You bitch. You ratted me out." What?" You know what." Joyie, you're drunk and you're not.