God I was so turned on. I looked down and he was rubbing his own cock through his pants as he licked mine. After what seemed only a few minutes but wa... probably about twenty I knew I was coming.I said "I'm close", as he carried on doing me slowly, I said "Fucking speed up", but he ignored me and carried on slowly, it was driving me insane. As he continued to lick me he stopped wanking me and just used his mouth as his hand. God it was driving me nuts. He just edged his finger into my ass but to. ”I turned and saw the lady trying to push the old man’s head who had rested his head on her shoulders. She saw me looking at her and feeling ashamed said, “I told him not to drink liquor and look how he is snoring. God knows how I am going to spend the whole night.”I felt sorry for her and asked her, “Ma’am, you can have my seat and I will take your seat.”“No, you don’t know my father-in-law. You won’t be able to sleep hearing his snoring, Thanks, anyway.” The lady replied.So the old man was. I spread her legs wider to have a good view of her young, narrow love tunnel, and licked her lubricating fluids flowing from her tight, pink hole.“Please allow me to suck your cock; teach me, I want to learn to do it right.” I heard her clearly and slowly rolled on my back and my rigid tool pointed straight towards the heavens and her young mouth. She remembered every detail of her mom sucking me and taking me completely in her mouth and I unloading in her mouth with a super orgasm; explaining. I think all his friends were killed.”“Wow, he must have a lot of medals,” Kim exclaims.“Actually of the three, he has the least. Medals require an officer to witness what happened. Grandpa worked alone. He only has his theatre of operation medal.”“His what,” Carol asks.“It’s a medal given to indicate which war zone you were in. You only get it if you were in the war zone for more than four months. I got a funny theatre op medal, one time. It’s called the General Service Medal. I did a tour, but.