“Maybe I’m stroking the wrong thing as she moved her bridge hand to Ray’s hard shaft. She stroked it a few times and Ray groaned. The weed was w...aring off, but his horniness was increasing with the idea of being in this public place alone with Jessy.“I don’t want to play 9 Ball anymore, Jessy,” he said as he started unzipping her jeans.He fucked her as he laid her body over the head rail of the table. Between the buzz she had going and the fact she was being screwed in the place she worked by. She was choking, and could barely get it half way in her mouth. Danperiodically opened his eyes and winced but didn't say anything."here Jennybaby, let's try this" he said, and, getting up, lifted her up onthe bed and had her lie on her back. He got on top of her, and slowlyentered her, but then stopped."Hey, bud... get me some lube it's in the bathroom" he said. So I guess shewas a bit drier the second time round.I was very excited about all of this, and felt ready to explode at anymoment. I. I stooped to kiss and lick them and she seemed to appreciate my attention.A few moments later she kicked aside her sandals and it just seemed so natural that my hands slid down her sides, into the waistband of her slacks and panties and on down her side until her clothes dropped into a puddle around her feet. I helped her back to lay on the bed and moved her clothes to a chair out of the way. While I quickly dispensed with my own clothes, I surveyed her body. I'm sure that many guys would have. She looked very old, andwas rather stout; not fat, but sort of - roly-poly."She paused, and I asked: "What about your Mother?" but she said: "Notnow, love. I've talked enough for one night, and I think it's time forbed. I'll tell you about Mummy another time. Her experience was ratherinteresting, and I think you might like it."**We set ourselves a comfortable daily routine, from which a regularpattern emerged. I went on my "Rounds" in the van each morning; makingdeliveries, and looking for new.