No harm, no foul.” “It must be tough on you, I mean, you are constantly on the go and can’t form any relationships.” “Well at my age, it isn...��t that important. I’m sixty-five and will work another year or two and retire to the Bahamas.” “Wellll, I still think its not very healthy, either mentally or physically,” and with that comment she let her hand cross my lap. “Oh God, you ARE big! Oh, I’m so sorry, don’t say anything, please, I need this job.” We were in a back stall covered on three sides. Bobby clutched his cock, which had gotten so hard it almost hurt and bit his lip to keep from groaning. Lana’s hand began moving over her middle with a circular motion. Bobby, gasping with excitement, watched her writhe and buck. The girl’s motions grew more and more fervent. Then she stopped. She laid there for a few seconds, then she rolled over and reached into the drawer of the nightstand next to her bed and took out something. Bobby immediately recognized what Lana was holding in her hand. "Oh yeah, this is really good smelling pussy," Steve replied. I stepped to the side of the hole and peeked inside to see both boys sniffing and licking on my panties, and chuckled. In another loud voice, I spoke again, "now if only a big old cock would stick thru that hole, I'd suck it dry." as I continued to mop as if not paying attention to the hole at all.Bending over, looking between my tits, I saw a cock head slowly appear in the hole, along with my panties underneath it. "Oh, my dream has. She had some perverse ideas about how to enjoy sex. Lili wanted to be tied like a hog with her tits bound until they turned purple. She wanted to be treated like a slave. Her deep throat abilities were unsurpassed by mortal woman. Lili played my pipe like the Nymph in Greek mythology. She wanted me to cum inside her and "make her a baby." I did what I could to make that happen. We were years apart in age, and had nothing in common but sex. Consequently, we spent more time fucking than talking..