While he was sucking with one hand he used the otehr to begin to slowly finger my ass. I was so horny I wanted his thick cokc in my ass immediately.I ...idn't have tto wait long. Both of the old men stopepd what they were doing and leant on their backs "time to ride us cowboys!" ordered the owner. Pete then assumed the cowboy on his man and I followed. I felt a sting as the old mans thick cock enetered my arse, but that was soon taken over by pleasure as I began to ride more and more.Pete and I. I started staying up late when she went on dates, then listened as she and her mate stumbled into the house. I could hear them bump into the walls and giggle. Then the moaning would start. One night I heard that distinctive laugh and knew what was going to happen. It was hard to not jerk off as they fucked next door.My mom moaned and squealed for 45 minutes as they went at it. The knocking got really loud and then I heard both of them moan. The front door shut behind him 15 minutes later.. The air conditioning in the bar chilled me when I first walked in but felt damned good. ‘Bill, you look like you took a detour through the swimming pool,’ Rita the bartender said as I sat down on a stool. ‘I probably would have, if I had thought of it. I sure as hell couldn’t get any wetter. That junk pile they call a rental car broke down and I had to walk,’ I told her. ‘One glass of water and one beer coming up,’ she said as she turned away. ‘Drink the water first and then sip the beer. We. Nooo! Please…please come back, Sir. Please come back...please…please...’ She was alone with just her tears to keep her company. She had no idea how many times he had left her like this, wanting and longing, desperate for an orgasm. She hadn’t cried every time. That was reserved only for this moment. The words she whimpered became a mantra. It was all she could do, the only thing she could focus on. Finally, she fell silent. Her deep breathing was the only sound that filled the room. The door.