“You've cum in my mature cunt, Dean. Now, cum all over this older woman's stomach. Cum on my mature body now. I want these bitches to see you shoot ...our semen all over me Dean.” Lesley commanded.Dean didn't need much encouragement and groaned for the second time as he blasted a load of sperm all over Lesley's stomach. She felt it hit her. The warm cum spurting on her mature body. All over her 59-year old stomach. She could feel it dribbling down her body as he kept thrusting into her hand.She. I was so shocked that he agreed to this. Victor lifted me, walked to the parking area and threw me in the back seat of his Rolls Royce Phantom. He then got in and closed the door. “Driver, go home,” Victor said.I was lying on the back seat and Victor was lying on me. He was madly kissing me. I could notice the driver looking at us through the mirror. Victor saw me looking in the mirror. “Driver, please concentrate on your work,” Victor said. I giggled.Victor stopped kissing me and looked into. The birds of prey and other silently moving critters came up to remove all traces of their daily clean up.The swimming pool was in perfect shape because of the twenty-four hour automatic cleaning device and the pool-boy was due to arrive later that day to do the weekly checkup. He didn’t speak much English but he was a hard worker and would often clean the area around the pool until everything shone with the gleam of newness.She had considered bending over for the pool-boy more than once. We piled up like puppies and went quickly to sleep. Even when the office came to life, we stayed asleep. The idea was not to sleep like the dead, but to sleep, so that lack of sleep didn't make you dead.I awoke several hours later to find that Lucas had run the mouse all over the plant. He had also saved the film for us to analyze together.The mouse wasn't very speedy so he had edited the film. The mouse couldn't climb as his real brothers and sisters could, so he had to sit on the ground floor.