Don't call 911. I...i... i just had an intense orgasm is all Sweetie." With that a flood of relief flowed thru my body. Janet ran in and said "I calle... 911. Paramedics are on their way." She saw Granny smiling and me soaked in what I, and Janet thought was pee. Janet asked "What is going on can I do anything to help?"Me: "It's ok now Honey. I was wrong. What happened was Granny just came really hard and I had never seen anything like that before and I panicked."Janet: "is that true Granny? Are. So I showed his picture around, and a few other girls also recognised him. He was a bit of a starfish in bed, the consensus went, but his money was good. In fact, I calculated that he must have spent nearly six thousand pounds in the last four months on my girls alone (and there must have been others, since I do not control every whore in London (at least, not yet)).The only use I have made of this information, incidentally, is that to avoid what would be a most embarrassing encounter I have. When did we call you?" Two days ago. Can you please look? I am so fucking horny," Erika blurted out.The kid's eyes bugged out and almost popped out of his head. The three people behind Erika heard her, two of them men exchanged looks and smiled and the woman made a disgusted face."Well, uhm, miss, we can look again. But in the mean time there are other means of protection," the old guy said. "I don't want to use other forms of protection. I want my pills. I want them now. I'm dying here," Erika. He let her down and immediately started fucking her ass upright in the middle of the living room. He nodded at a framed wedding photo on the fireplace mantle. Grab it. She shot him a sinful smile and snatched the framed photo. She held it up for him. Didnt I look pretty, Richard? Throw it down. Face up. She dropped the photo on the rug in front of the fireplace. He grabbed her around the waist and flipped her onto her hands and knees over the picture. The motion yanked his cock from her ass. He.