It made my cock rub against her waist part on the stomach.She stopped pushing me and caught hold of my cock playing with it gently and trying to put i... away from her pussy. That made my cock bulge bigger and harder in her hands. I lifted her up and took her to her bedroom. I gently put her on the bed. She closed her eyes in excitement and fear.Her closed eyes felt more like an invitation. It felt like she asked me to do whatever I want to do with her ass. She had her legs wide open and eyes. "Frig my cunt, Babs," whispers Doreen, "I'm feeling so fucking sexy!"Barbara's tongue is plunged deep into Doreen's mouth as her index finger simultaneously begins to massage her partner's swollen clitoris.After towelling off they each apply their own perfumes to their bodies. Barbara gets ready for their scissoring session, strategically positioning pumped-up pillows and cusions down the length of the double bed, while Doreen watches. The older woman pats the centre of the bedspread. "Here,. It worked and you are right he is a hunk as well as afantastic fuck."Dale said, "You told him, and he did not run."I said, "After I explained myself, I told him I knew how to give a manpleasure and if I could not get his cock hard it would not happen. I wouldunderstand if he just left. His cock rose to occasion and he told me itwas the best blow job he had ever got. So, he agreed to fuck me."Dale said, "You have nerve, and are very lucky."I said, "When he gets clear-headed, he will not want. ”The old man stood and turned to face the young men. He had a bent back and only stood as tall as the chin of the shortest of the young men, their leader. The old man limped when he moved into the middle of the path beside the tables. He smiled and said, “Go home, kid.”Everyone looked at the old man in his worn out cheap clothes. He was well known around town and all called him Gramps. One young kid called him that when he first arrived in town, ten years ago. He looked old then and he now.