”Dave breathed slightly easier. Derek was being high solicitous and sensitive to the others. This was a good thing.”Dave cautioned, “You are mor... than welcome to join us, anytime really, but know that from cocktail time on, there will be nudity and perhaps open sex. After dinner, it’ll be a sure thing. Are Abby and you spectators or participants?”Derek smiled, “I’d like to be a participant, recognizing that I’m fifty-eight and am suffering some limitations to my performance. Abby, I can’t speak. Oh, it felt so good to have him sliding over my pussy, feeling the hardness of his bulging penis. I wanted him to take it out and put it in my pussy, slide it in slowly till I could feel all of him inside me. I wanted his penis in me like the bull had put his in the cow. Then it happened. As I was reaching to take his pants off, he must have reached his limit. He started ejaculating in his pants. I could feel him jerking and moaning and then I could feel a wetness between my legs. His cum had. “Come, lay down for old Gramp’s!” Bert eased her to the middle of the bed casually spreading her legs before him.For moments, he just sat and studying the scene before him; her pussy lips were pink with slightly darkened tips on the edge. The red pubic hair yet had not spread, was a small fluffy area on and around her Mound of Venus. Bert reached up between her legs plying the down in his fingers, just tickling the fine soft ends, sending diminutive shocks to her pussy. Gradually he moved up. What I need right now is for you to disengage my manhood from the grasp of the obviously needy lady who has me in some sort of a death grip, without waking her.” “Why shouldn’t I wake her?” “Because, my darling, I’m more than a little sore. If she awakens and finds me in my present state, she’ll want some repetition of last night’s activities. While I may appear to be “up” for it, I’m not really up for it, if you get my meaning.” “Had enough, have you?” she giggled. “I didn’t think that was.