I pulled the curtain back and there she stood. She was naked staring at me and my shaft. Somehow she’d picked the catch on the door. I got a clear v...ew of her, her short curly hair tied, her soft bouncy breasts free and firm her dark nipples hard, her web of pubic hair obscuring everything down below her navel.“What you doin’?” She asked cocking her head slightly as cute as ever.“Showerin’. Wh… what are you doin’?” I asked frowning as she came towards me.She stepped in the other end of the. And we walked out, and heads turned.Our night on the town included a concert by a very competent chamber orchestra, a meal at a fine restaurant, and a stroll in the park. And we returned just after ten PM, stripped off our clothes and showered together. I shaved and Cindy dried her hair and we kept exchanging glances in the mirror we shared.Naked. In bed. I pushed her onto her back and pinned her, our mouths meeting, tongues caressing each other. Her arms and legs wrapped around me drawing us. Anita, we're not young, in a few years we will be knocking on the door of 60 and it isn't healthy for someone as young as you to be tied down with two near pensioners.”“But we can still...?” Anita said, full of hope."Oh, I sure hope so, but I think it has to be your decision. It wouldn't be fair for us to expect you to look after us in our wheelchairs in ten years?" Sue said, laughing, hoping to put a lighter note on things.Anita laughed and hugged her, then turned the conversation to more. He started slowly, his cock drawing almost all the way out of me and lingering for an instant before reversing to inch back down my love channel until he was all the way back inside me. His hands rubbed up and down my legs, up to my calves as he withdrew, down over my sides as he thrust into me. His cock head was swollen and I could feel my inside walls giving way as it went back and forth inside me. The louder I became, the faster his hips moved. I had reached over my head, my hands seizing.