Aaron’s eyes fluttered open, as they struggled to focus, his gaze came to rest upon a small raw wood paneled room. He was laid out on a soft lumpy ...attress, covered by a single sheet, on an old rusty iron bed frame. There was a small bedside table to his left, and as he swiveled his head towards the small window that illuminated the room, he saw a man sitting on a carved wooden stool?with his back to Aaron, whittling away on a chunk of hickory wood. The rustling of the bed sheet alerted the. The religious man had to be surely in his early eighties if he was a day and she was impressed how quickly he managed a firm cock-stand at the sight of her taut bum cheeks.It was a quiet Sunday morning when she brought the orange juice and coffee to his bedroom wearing her customary maid’s uniform with the abbreviated bustle in the rear that revealed the bottoms of her curved bum cheeks whenever she bent over to do her duties.The older man was under the covers but his manhood was noticeably. I didn't want to get caught gawking at her body. Behind Saroya, the large mirror played back her ass and my reflection."Father told me of an embarrassing incident at the outing," she said.His or mine?She continued, "That you glued your lingam inside one of the young ladies?"Lingam, my penis. I'd gotten stuck inside Carol, and she got pregnant. Maybe it wasn't me. Zenellis acted like he would make a move on Carol any minute, and there could have been others. "If he said so." Well, we've. This put a smile on her face as she led me to her table.When we got to her table, I noticed there were about 8 of them, but only 2 of them would be worth shagging. We were getting all along quite nicely drinking and chatting when after about an hour, she started to fondle my cock through my jeans under the table as she was chatting to the chic sitting next to her. This got me slightly nervous, as I wasn’t sure how to react. Her friends were obviously unaware of what was going on. I was enjoying.