Mr. Brooks groaned into the phone, trying as hard as he could to act disgruntled and put out by the woman’s neediness. Cherie smiled as he shot her ... quick glance, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “That will be fine, I’ll do what I can for you. I’m sure we can manage for a while longer,” he opined. “One more thing, Mr. Brooks, and I am so sorry to have to ask: Cherie hasn’t had her bath today, would you be a dear and help her to get one?” the woman asked. Another audible grunt of inconvenience. She loses herself to the sensations and becomes limp. Her mind wanders and then flares… this is what I have always wanted. This is my purpose. She moans and groans with all the touching and tasting and pressures. Very soon she feels a cock in her ass, one in her pussy, the one fucking her mouth and throat, as well as dicks in her hands and pressed against her face and body. She cannot even fathom how all of them are touching her or even how many there are. She yields to the primal energies and. In between she started moaning louder and louder.. “aaaah aahh aaajhh aaahh aahh chood de mujhe puri tarah.. aur zor se.. ummmm.. aaaahhh aaaahh yeeaahh ooohh aaaahh .. aaaahh.. “. And then i was about to climax.. and asked her what to do. She said me to release it in the hole only. I want to feel ur heat. I released my sperms in her pussy. And lied on her.. and started kissing herAfter minutes i turned her around. And told her to sit in doggy style.. i started kissing her ass.. licking ass all. I also had several messages from someone at JTandR. I couldn't imagine why anyone at that firm would want to talk to me and I had absolutely no desire to find out, so I erased those messages too. The following Wednesday morning I was finishing my shift at Kirby's Quick Stop. It was 10:30. Elvira Higgins, the afternoon cashier had just arrived. Elvira was seventy-two years old. She and her husband Maxwell had been married for fifty-one years. Max had died of a heart attack the previous spring..