"You need ought else?" she asked, playing with her corset strings and pouting nicely, her hip thrust out toward me."Later, maybe," I told her with a p...t on her firm behind.She sniffed and sauntered off, buttocks rolling from side to side like the hind end of a bullock. I went out looking for auxiliary supply dumps, something I had not heard about before. Some hours later, north of town, where the river makes a big looping turn and the South Branch joins, I discovered exactly the kind of place I. " "Excuse me! What do you mean your cock!" " Just what the fuck I said bitch!I may had they had the sweetest tender tasting cunts I had ever tasted." The hermit admits. Sadie felt sick in her stomach. "Could my girls have possibly fucked this nasty old fucker." she thought. The more he told her about the episode from the day before the more her pussy began to throb. There was an aching down between her thighs she couldn't shake. The thought of her niece and daughter fucking the old coot made. She looked up at me and said, 'Not too bad for a first timer. You know to use your stick." I responded, "I wished it was a log like Ralph carried between his legs." She laughed and replied, "That it was a log and that Susan and I would soon learn to enjoy it."What occurred next took me completely by surprise. I looked up saw Carrie coming out of her bathroom carrying a small and medium sized dildo in one hand and a bottle of Astroglide in the other. We were not complete strangers to adult toys. The next two weeks were spent in pursuance of his plan – or rather Gwen’s plan.Celia and David usually had sex every other day or so, and it meant that David’s charm offensive did not arouse any suspicion in her. It was however clear that she was impressed with his attentiveness to her thorough contentment.There was the quickie, taking her from behind in the kitchen on the table while fingering her to orgasm and pile-driving her to his own. There was the prolonged oral ministration to her sex.