Why should I lose out on this holiday just because that bitch has been screwing her boss. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get lucky on the flight out there an... pull one of the air stewardesses. Friday arrived and Richard checked in at Gatwick airport with enough time to take full advantage of the excellent first class lounge facilities and to drink himself into a pleasant state of numbness. He lurched onto the plane and collapsed into his seat, all too aware of the empty seat next to him. Richard’s. "How old areyou?" "Ninety-five," She replied. "She's 95 years old," mom repeated as they started to ramble off in French."Doesn't she look good?" As Paula stood that, she wished she hadn't flunked French in school.Japanese was the only language she was even partly good at."What did you do?" Paula's mom asked as Raymond walked into the room."Stay up all night so you couldn't get up in the morning?" "You should talk," Ray said. "You've been at it all day that you're dead onyour feet by 6 or 7. Quickly he put her legs together and in front of him, pushing them down into her belly and exposing her dripping pussy from a different angle. He quickly shoved his stiff cock back into her, hammering her hard, wanting her to feel how mad with lust she had made him. His balls slapped against her ass, and he felt them tightening. He'd fill this gorgeous woman.Looking into her eyes, he thrust deep into her and held himself there. He watched her face as his seed spewed into her, filling her once. Billie sighed and dropped a hand over his groin and squeezed his cock. Gene unleashed. He pushed Billie sideways, stood, scooped her legs on to the sofa. He then in a continuous movement ran his hand up under her skirt to her crotch, sprawled beside her and began kissing her deeply and mumbling something that became ‘This is heavenly… this is heavenly…’ when they broke apart slightly for a breather. During that first brief breather he worked his hand under her panty leg and hooked two fingers.