“I’m hot daddy” she said as she stood up and unzipped her shorts letting them drop to the floor, her little thong barely covered her private are... and looked nice, she pulled off her tee shirt exposing her perky little titties and I could see her nipples were stiff.She told me to lay on the floor and Tiff stood up and pulled her crop top off so now both girls were just in their panties, my cock was solid as I waited for the next move.Tiff and Lisa both got up and Tiff positioned and lowered. ’ ‘If you’re throwing out your master masturbation collection of DVD’s, Hal, I can bring them to the dump for you,’ said Dave. ‘Really, it’s no trouble at all. I’m going by there anyway, one day, sometime, in the distant future…eventually.’ ‘Thanks Dave, but they’re already gone.’ ‘Damn it,’ said Dave. ‘I mean, I was looking forward to taking a drive to the dump.’ ‘Does this mean what I think it means? Are you quitting the club?’ ‘Yeah, it does, Sam. This is my last story. My pervert days are. “Open your legs, Mrs. Grant.”I wanted Sue to look at me for my response. She didn’t.After a moment’s hesitation her knees separatedslightly. Very commandingly Mr. Mills spoke again.“Wider, Mrs. Grant. It’s too late for modesty.” Sue’sknees moved further apart and her dress began to slideup her thighs. “What do you think Mr. Cash? Would you like to fuckher?”Mr. Cash spoke, “Yes, sir.”“And you John. Would you like him. I recalled what the veterinary in Stow on the Wold had said when Rambo, the regimental mascot, had over extended himself in the tupping of ewes:‘Rams are like men, they fornicate until exhausted, and then continue fornicating until completely and utterly exhausted’.Like Rambo I had over reached myself, and suffered complete exhaustion as a result of my carnal excesses. I also ached in every sinew, muscle and limb, and John Thomas was red raw from the extensive galloping carried out over the.