For several more minutes I fucked Mrs Joneses asshole as hard and as fast as I could, until finally once again I began to feel my balls tighten."I'm g...ing to cum!" I groaned as I thrust into her tight back hole."Yes do it! fill my asshole with your cum! I want your cum in my ass!" she groaned back grinding against me.I now had my hands on her slim waist pounding like crazy at her asshole and squeezing her soft round cheeks to increase the pleasure around my wet shaft as it slipped between them,. He was literally tongue fucking my mouth.This went on for 10 minutes and panting he pulled away. He said “sorry but I can’t take it any long, get on your feet”. I got on my feet, my face was right at his crotch, he simply said “You know what you’ve to do”. I nodded my head and pulled down his zipper. Staring me in my face, was a white undies and a bulge, mixed with the smell of urine and sweat.With great courage, I pulled it down to see a jungle of grey hair and a tiny tool of 5.5 inch sticking. I could barely breathe. I was so nervous. I looked at her, mouth open, sexy little drool making a wet spot on my shirt, and I HAD to have more. It was like it was another person’s hand that began squeezing her breasts. First one then the other. I played with them for a long time. I took my finger and slowly traced/spelled my name across her body, “J–A–Z”. First her tits, then on her thighs and crotch. Finally I was too horny to stop myself. I rolled Susan on my lap. Her face was on my chest, my. I wouldn't mind going out with you but I have nothing to wear, and I would be nervous among all those people in the Opera. So I really must say no." That need not be a problem. Is there a particular opera you would like to see?" Well, Tosca is on, but tickets are very difficult to get." Let me worry about that. When is your next evening off?" asked the Emir."Well my next evening off is tomorrow, but you couldn't get tickets for then." Watch me," said the Emir, "I'll collect you about five and.