Harder, you pressed against my face smothering me between your legs. Louder, your moans became as with each buck of your hips against me your orgasm g...ew closer and closer. Finally, “OOOOOHHHHHHHHHH…..!!” You scream as you cum and cum and cum. My face bathed in your sweet honey as I drank and feasted on you; your body trembling all over as pleasure courses through you. After you recover, you lift up off of me, lie on top of me and kiss me gently yet hungrily. My cock rested wedged between your. “So who are you, and how do you propose to help” asked Sophia a little irritated.“No names” the old woman retorted sharply.“Yes, no names” added the man. “Sophia, we all know your name of course, so beautiful, so famous. So fucked.” Said the old woman with exaggerated sympathy.“Language, dear” interjected the old man reproachfully.The two younger women looked in shock at the sweet little old lady who they thought would not even know the meaning of the word.“Sorry to be blunt dear, but there is. “Would you get the other hydrophone, Jason?”“Sure.” He walked over to pick up the device.“I need it dropped about there.” She pointed. “No, not quite, little to the left, past the indent ... that’s it, perfect. About a foot, OK, just get it wet. Thanks, great. Now let me get this one down right ... here.” She sank the instrument in her hands to the same depth; together they would allow stereophonic capture of every sound the dolphin—it was indeed a male, she’d found—produced.To the observer. I also went from a 18-year-old almost virgin, to a young man happily pumping the soft, warm, willing mouth of an experienced womam two or three times a day. Then her daughter found out.I never learned how. But I found out she did because she, rather than her mother, was waiting for me one day.So here I sat, with my thinnest, loosest summer shorts on, rapidly collapsing pole under the tent, listening to this 40-something female rag on me for doing the dirty with her old lady.I came, expecting to.