.. oh, I'm..."Suddenly Paula lunged across Helen and knocked Frank over and leapt on him, impaling herself and riding his prick with evident enjoyment... Helen would have liked to leave them in privacy for this, but unfortunately Frank's legs were entangled with hers and she couldn't escape.Eventually the two lovers parted and Helen could go up to her room for a shower and the day went on as usual.That night Karl took Helen up to bed, to the obvious relief of Frank and Paula, though he didn't. .I have carers come in through the day now. After about eighteen months, the initial care agency that was set up to look after me in my flat, went bust. The council had to arrange for a new agency to come in; that must have been about seven years ago. They supplied three carers, one that worked Monday to Friday days, Kathy, early twenties. One that worked all of the weekend, Esme, early fifties, and one that did the weekday evenings, Zoe, late thirties. Kathy wasn't experienced, but the other. It is perfectly balanced and has a grip contoured to exactly fit my hand. It is both firm and yet slightly yielding to my touch.I began to stroke a few putts into my practice cup. My partner had told me that I was holding my hands too high so I began to experiment with holding my hands at different positions on the grip – sometimes higher, sometimes lower. As I slowly slid my hands up and down across the surface of the grip a wicked thought flashed through my mind – the second I was aware of it. I allowed my hot breath escape towards her waiting womanhood. She squirmed, I placed a tiny kiss on her labia, tasting her juices. There was a slight salty tangy taste at first and as I began to suck I realised it was the remnants of dad’s cum inside her. the flavour quickly changed as her juices cleaned out his remains. As I kissed and licked she was gripping me with her thighs, holding my face in her pussy. I moved up, her clit was poking out from its tiny hood, the inviting pinkness begging.