I was surprised at myself at how I felt about getting into John's pants because of his age. My horny pussy doesn't care about age, only cock! Beckie t...ld us to, "Sit down while I get some wine." I sat on the loveseat and John sat next to me. DeeDee sat in a recliner right across from us and Becky was seated next to her. We all clinked our wine glasses and toasted our good fortune to being together tonight. John took my glass and sat it down on the side table next to his. He then put his arm. With a smile, Zupena then added with a smile, “I like large bathtub, too.”We stared at each other for a moment before I reached to pull my Medway golf shirt from my jeans.“No, let me do, please,” 3-Z quickly said as she stepped closer and replaced my hands with her own. Without another word, I lifted my arms up to allow Zupena to lift my shirt over my head. After she dropped it onto the floor, this topless beauty ran her hands from my shoulders, down over my ripped chest and along the outer. “You look cold Caroline.” I said. She initially pushed me away, but when she didn’t give me back my jacket, I kept walking with her. “I’m sorry about what happened back there.” I said. She looked at me; her beautiful blue eyes were still glossy from the tears. “its..it’s not your fault. It was that asshole.” She said. She started to shiver from the cold. I put my arm around her to keep her warm. We started to talk while I walked her to her house.It took about 30 minutes to walk back to her dorm. She ignored his probing fingers digging relentlessly in the glory of her posterior perfection. It was beneath her dignity to even recognize his exploitation of her most secret assets. She did react quite visibly to his hungry lips rolling her sensitive nipples with little regard for her state of agitation as he speared her feminine channel with total abandon. Her hands on the back of his intriguing locks pushed his head down solidly into her heaving breasts. She wanted the touch of his tongue.