As we finish up, Jenny catches my attention. She’s the oldest of Taylor’s siblings, and has the reputation as the responsible one.“I was thinki...g of going for a walk just to let lunch settle. Would you like to come with me?”There’s just the faintest tone to her question, and I get the feeling that declining would be somewhat more than just impolite.The walk is pleasant, we chat about the food, the weather, the men, and the kids. She asks perceptive questions about my art, and my plans with. There were not even any vending machines, so we knew that nobody was likely to stop at this place except in emergency.The three cars forced us off to the rest stop and pinned us at the back of the parking area. The car on Chris' side was so close that he could not open his door more than and inch or two. Six men got out of the three cars and walked toward the passenger side where I was sitting. I dropped my window an inch or so and asked, "What do you want from us?"All I got for an answer was. In a nutshell, they all enjoyed an active social and sex life and their desires have not stopped with age.“Here” added Yvonne, “we can do anything without being scorned or laughed at. Do you understand?” By now my interest was aroused. “Yvonne, may I ask a simple question…how did you all come together here?“Yes, we are very fortunate. It started about four years ago. Gwendolyn was the originator. Being a young girl in the sixties, when she hit 50 she realised that when a woman reached 40 or 50. My legs felt shaky. He sat back on the couch and made me sit on his lap. I put my legs on both sides of his and sat on his lap.While sitting, he inserted his dick and started riding me. His thick dick was a bit rough in the beginning, but it was alright soon. I was jumping up and down on his leg while kissing him. My boobs were bouncing in front of his face. So he caught hold of them tightly with both his hands and started sucking on them.“It’s so soft that I wish it had milk to quench my.