"Oh yeah, that's it baby, right there. Fuck me with your long tongue. Mmmm, don't stop now. Oh, yeah, fuck it, oh, yeah!"In bed, Gardener sounded like...a sailor ashore for the first time in months. She seemed to take a perverse pleasure in telling Ellie just how much she loved doing women. At this point, with her ass stuck up in the air, and her face being squeezed between Gardener's meaty thighs, Ellie wondered if she'd have a blister on the tip of her tongue the following morning. It was two. I was speechless as this old couple just stared at us. John broke the most awkwardness of pauses:"Sorry, we just couldn't help ourselves," he said, smirking"I.. I.. thought you weren't home" said Chris."You both look hot, so fucking hot." said John, ignoring Chris' response.Neither Chris nor I knew what to say. We just lay there, sort of sprawled where we were. I was panting with shocking as these two middle aged people stared at us shamelessly. Yvonne's large and saggy breasts were just. They got a new guy named Daniel Craig. He’s made three movies as Bond, and might make two more. I’ve always like Pierce Brosnan better, but he got screwed because of his Remington Steele contract kept him from being Bond two movies earlier. Nobody asked me, so things happen.”Mom jumped in, “I remember that show Remington Steele – he was so good looking back then ... whatever happened to that pretty girl on that show?” she asked putting some toast in the toaster.“You’re thinking of Stephanie. As he relentlessly impaled her on his prick, she twisted and gyrated her hips, making each slam more exciting. She lashed her body at him, grinding her cunt down and catching his rhythm. "Cream meee, you hard giant! Cream meeee!" she panted heavily. "Squirt it all the way up into my throat." She humped forward, her clit scraping against his tough groin as he rammed her down hard.Craig strained. His thighs ached and his arms pained him. But he didn't stop. Her voice and her hot, sizzling impish.