My neighbour was Mr Shepard. He was 70, if he was a day. He was a retired barber from the West End of London. He used to regale me with tales of his f...mous and infamous customers, though rarely of the more humdrum ones. Evidently, his salon had been a fairly lucrative business. He was a stocky man, completely bald on top but with a neatly trimmed white moustache. He always wore dark, neatly pressed trousers and had a taste for striped shirts. His shoes shone immaculately, whether brown or. "Both she and Sharji then turned to me. "So my darling, we are to be married. How quite gorgeous - to think I shall have you with us and under us for the rest of our lives!" With that she turned down to me and thrust her wide tongue into my mouth. She wrapped me into her bulk and smothered me with kisses. She kissed my eyes and ears and then once again pushed her tongue as far into my mouth as she could.I had been totally unprepared for all of this and my mind rocked at the thought of being. Still unsteady after the orgasm and attempting to regain their composure, Barry and Dorothy slowly moved into the house, where she walked directly into the bathroom. Quite unexpected, Barry heard the start of the shower and water running to get hot. He quickly got another hard on and went in the bathroom. Dorothy’s naked body was in front of him. She walked to him and he took her in his arms thanking her for the joy and she only groaned silently for him and smiled back.They took a long shower. I said shut up and enjoy it. He went back to pounding his lovers ass. I moved to the side of them and grabbed the guys face who was doing the fucking and pull him down until my cock was sliding into his throat and then began a slow face fuck. He tried to pull away but that wasn't going to happen. I let him come up for air, returned to where Billy was. Pulled her away and before he could think about it I jammed my black dick balls deep in his ass, he screamed out shit man take it out you're to.