So be a Dear and let me get some rest now.’ smiling she told him, ‘How about that, I’m seventy nine and at my time of life becoming a drug addic.... I can’t wait for my next shot.’ But Misha’s smile was forced. He looked at the woman in bed, frail and getting weaker each day, her face pinched with pain, the sparkle gone from her eyes and lent over kissing her cheek. ‘Next thing you’ll be asking me to take you clubbing Gammy.’ * Sitting in the departure lounge at Gatwick surrounded by people. Dave fell asleep a contented and sated man.Saturday Week 18Dave woke early, after a good night's sleep. As he got out of the bunk bed, he gazed for several minutes at the two beautiful, naked girls laying uncovered on the bed, legs askew, arms intertwined, looking the picture of loveliness and love. He grabbed his camera and recorded for his posterity this delightful scene.He then went to use the ensuite and both girls stirred as he came out."Hello handsome. Got time to make love to a young. "Wow." "Yeah." Emma nodded, then twisted her fingers in her lap. "I . . . I've never even dated anyone since . . . I wasn't sure anyone would want to once I told them." "Don't be silly." Luke kissed her again, this time with a little more force. "I only wish I had more time to kiss you. Think Millie would let someone else take your shift?" Emma giggled. "I don't think so. She's pretty strict about that." "Rats." Luke laughed as well and wrapped his arms around her. "I'd much rather stay here. Her ass cheeks reddened and the imprints of my fingers shone between the pink welts but her bums quivered and responded without a break. My balls were slapping hard on her massive soft ass cheeks lustily and were soon covered with her stream of discharge now flying around like a spray from between our sweet junction of groins. It was even hitting my stomach and waist and her hands that covered my bony waist as she powered it back and forth into her juicy pussy chamber. Her well-developed pussy.