They had sex at least four times a week, and sometimes more, but once he turned sixty his sex drive went down hill rapidly, while Hazel's just seemed ...o get stronger. She was so used to having his cock in either her pussy or mouth, that well, she'd just taken it for granted that it would always be there! Now, here she was, fifty eight years old, and hornier than ever! At first she resorted to self pleasure, but all that did was make her miss the real thing even more! Then one of her friends. There’s a ginger-ale here, and a root beer. I also have a few beers, but you are not of drinking age, are you?”For a man that was about to fuck a girl more than 50 years his junior, his concern for upholding liquor laws was laudable.“I’ll have the root beer”, I said, and sat down at the table while he brought back the bottle, and a glass with ice-cubes.Thirsty from that long walk, I drank the root beer in one go, and said: “So, no friends then, that are looking to get some?”He gave an. The weird thing was that while this made it easier to watch, it also took some of the raw edge of excitement away. But on balance, after everything we’d been through, I was happier with this mix.All of these deep thoughts had to wait for another time as a sudden fluster in the knot of black and white bodies on the bed drew my attention back there. Jill had moved herself a little higher, her head now resting on the pillow and her legs spread wide in a way that told me exactly what she wanted to. Long, slowlicks from the base to the tip, underneath and on thesides. Rob let his head slide back but occasionallyglanced down to watch. For her part, Emily kept an eyeon him, enjoying her ability to turn him to oatmeal.She moved up slightly, took his cock in her mouth andbegan to suck him. She didn’t waste any time, suckinghim slowly but deliberately, hands and mouth, her eyeslocked onto his. Before long she was making theslurping and smacking sounds that can only come fromgreat.