I'm going to kill them.Doug watched as they ran ahead of him down the road. At the end they ducked into the old cemetery.Perfect home for freaks like ...hem, Doug thought. He kicked the overgrown iron gate open with a crash. Inside the cemetery was an overgrown maze of old tombs. It would have made a perfect hiding place, but the moron pair were too stupid to extinguish their light. He saw it flickering in the entrance of an old mausoleum near the centre of the cemetery.Those punks were in for. He took off his shirt as he entered the room. Hepzibah was already naked, her boobs dangling as she moved forward to touch the bandages on his chest. She cooed in a concerned fashion.He unfastened his belt. “I’m okay, but like I said, take it easy, yeah?”As he dropped trou, Hepzibah moved forward to grasp his hard cock, which a previous lover had described as like a Red Bull can, thick but not too long. Monday rummaged through a side table as she stroked him.“Ha!” he exclaimed as he pulled out. I wasn’t what I would call a jock, but I wasn’t a total bookworm either. I worked out on a regular basis and took advantage of some of the classes at the gym. My stamina was pretty good and I could do a 5k in about 23 minutes, not bad for a guy getting close to 50. I stood just shy of six feet. I heard the garage door opening. I’d given Gwen a remote for the 2 car garage, she could pull in and close the door prior to getting out of the car and no one would see her and no one could spot her. If you hear any more, please let me know."A week later Paul approached Herb at work. "Here are some pictures of what happened last Saturday morning after you flew out to Denver."Herb accepted the unsealed envelope and removed a half dozen digital shots that showed his wife and the golf pro doing a Monica Lewinsky maneuver. The side view pose showed enough to let Herb know it was his wife and she seemed comfortable on her knees. "Hmm, how about that?"He looked at Paul, a questioning look on his.