He assumed from the lightness of the step that it was a stray cat, but eventually he decided that the intruder was moving too gently even for a cat. I... could only be a child. He stirred. Had one of the neighbor children come into the old, haunted house on a dare? And what was that he heard now? Was it the sound of a tiny little voice crying, sobbing even, right below him? He sat up. It had been ages since anyone had cried in this house. It felt just like old times. Slowly, very slowly, his aged. He had been fucking Velvet for a couple of months and he enjoyed her youth. He was 72 years old and I had remembered my first time with him when I was only 22 yrs old and he was 46 and wanting a younger lover. Now my daughter was fucking him and he was contributing to the second generation of hookers. “I wish I was young enough to have you both.” he told me and I jokingly told him that I was sure he could handle it. He asked me to join them for old times, so I looked to Velvet and she nodded. But you also killed Pierre, and he was a monster too." Lady, I don't have any idea what you are talking about. I did not kill anyone and when you picked me up I was alone because I went out alone. And I don't know anyone named Pierre." I wanted to stick with the same lie.She hit me with a Taser and I went down. I could feel my body convulsing."Don't lie to me again" she told me.After a very long time I was finally able to get to my feet; it was hard to do secured as I was. It was like moving a. Thinner at the head and then quickly got very thick, its thickest around the based. I watched him stroke himself and got even more turned on. I squeezed my breasts with my upper arms, making my cleavage deepen which, by his staring, I could tell he enjoyed. His cock was almost hairless, he pulled his pants down farther and he spread his legs wide so I could see his whole package. He was definitely a chubby dude, had a beer belly and old sailor tattoos from his stint in the navy in his early.