“Don’t forget to lick my piss slit, something for you there”, laughed Marlene, opening her cunt lips with both hands.“I’ll be glad to drink ...o your retirement”, answered Anna“You’re an old lioness, you’re the one who will retire and leave the herd to me”, screamed Marlene who put her finger right on what this fuck fight was about.“I’m not ready to let go. I have a few more encores left”, said Anna her voice shaking with emotion. Even Marlene was speechless. The two lesbians stepped on the wide. Shestopped in front of a display of makeup kits for young girls. "You'rereally a little too old for this stuff, but as you're just beginning toexplore..." her voice trailed off. She picked out a kit that would bestmatch my skin tones. She wasn't done yet. She stood there examining thecontents of the collection and said, "Oh, just one more thing!" The nextthing I knew she was examining the racks looking for the perfect mascarafor me. I began to think that this was all my fault. I was the one. Now in his seventies, he felt his best yearswere behind him. He feared his next Easter would be his last. And afterbeing diagnosed as a diabetic at age 68, George could no longer eat theEaster candy he enjoyed growing up. Despondent, he hoped and prayed thathe could enjoy Easter like he used to.About a week before Easter, George prepared to boil and dye the eggs forthe hunt. Alas, one fell on the floor and broke. But instead of theusual yolk and albumen, George saw a fully-formed chick emerge. Brittany washed my back and feet. Then without warning she grabbedmy cock and started washing it even though I had just washed it. I said woah what are you doing Brittany? She said that I didn't get it clean. Besides mom gave me permission to wash it for you. I told her that when someone else touches me there i t causes me to get hard. She said I know and mom told me how to take care of that too. My head was spinning with all this so I wheeled my chair into the bedroom to lay down. Brittany.