‘Tolerable child, tolerable. And thirsty. Got anything to sip on?’ I had a cooler full of bud, and a fifth of Canadian liquor. It was a fairly goo... brand. Mark had Schlitz malt liquor and a bottle of rum. We both offered to share. She took three buds and drank them down one after the other without pause, the took the cap off my bottle and threw it away. She must have chugged eight ounces before she turned it down and offering it to me. I politely declined, saying I had to drive back. Mark was. ’ Her on again, off again boyfriend. She told me mine was bigger. She saw some cum between my cock and balls. She leaned in and inhaled. She buried her face in my crotch and licked me clean. She looked back at me and smiled. She asked if I wanted to taste it. I told her I already did when Mom sat on my face. My cock was hard again as we heard Mom coming up the stairs. Vicki quickly pulled up my sweats and shifted position so she was facing me again. She held the ice on my head as my mother. “I am starving!” Keri spoke with a little drama in her voice.“Me too. This is the least crowded I have seen this place. We must be right at the end of breakfast.”The server came by and we ordered. I was surprised at the amount of food that Keri ordered. The woman had a very healthy appetite. We sat in silence for several minutes after placing our orders. Finally, Keri spoke.“This has been quite a surprising morning, hasn’t it?”“It was not the way I had planned to start the day. I am very. We guessed she must have been 85 at the time we were working there based on the stories she told and she looked every year of it. “Rode hard and put up wet,” as the old cowboys used to say in the westerns. But there was something seductive about her, she never really got dressed in street clothes, always some old lingerie when lingerie was stylish and not so revealing as today.Sam hung on her every word and his eyes never left her tits that would sway under the gown with each flourish of her.