More of a statement than a question."Would you like me to give you one?" was her next question - again out of her mouth before she thought of the cons...quences or situation. I smiled ... and didn't actually say anything. She took that as a yes and led me to the centre of her lounge room."Here, sit on this chair" she says as she produces a dining room table chair. "Get comfortable while I change. Kick off your shoes and ... take of your shirt too". She leaves as I stand there dumbstruck. I follow. Keep fucking licking there.” The girl was moaning and groaning while Mia was licking her cunt. “Your pussy is so tasty. Play with your clit while I lick your sweet cunt.” Mia was sucking on her tits and now put her fingers right up inside of her friend’s cunt. Her friend wrapped her legs around her face and was grinding on Mia’s tongue. I could hear how juicy the friend’s cunt was while Mia was drinking her juices down. I was so fucking horny and aroused watching these two bitches going at. ”“Sixty years! That’s amazing! What do you pray for?”“I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews and the Muslims.“I pray for all the wars and all the hatred to stop.“I pray for all our children to grow up safely as responsible adults, to respect their parents and to love their fellow man.“I pray that politicians will tell us the truth and put the interests of the people ahead of their own interests.”“Mr. Feinberg, how do you feel after doing this for sixty years?”“Like I’m talking to a dam. Damn, that place was crowded.”“It’s always that way at dinner time. Good thing, too. I really need the money.”“Oh?” I queried.“Yeah, I totaled my car last year and I didn’t have enough insurance to cover it. I owe a fortune on my new one. That’s a laugh—new. Its six years old and has over a hundred thousand miles on it. But it’s the best one I could afford.”“Listen, is there a chance we could meet tonight—like a bar or club? I’d like to see you and maybe talk a while. You don’t really.