No way. You'll find out soon enough."So something is going on, Stephanie said to herself. She tried every thing she could, but Cassie wouldn't spill t...e beans. She drove like a mad woman, but she didn't spill the beans.Finally, Cassie stopped the car beside a large warehouse building. Stephanie got out of the car and followed Cassie through a door, down a hall and into a darkened room.Cassie closed the door and turned on the light. Stephanie looked around the room. It was set up like a dressing. .That is how I became acquainted with Helen. She did the prompting and said I always made her laugh the most.She, like me, is round about sixty five and I was not expecting at our age anything more than just a friendly companionship, when she invited me around to her flat to look at her family photographs.She lost her husband about five years back and said he was sorely missed, that I reminded her of him.After one or two visits - and she visiting me in my flat also, the games we played like. M. He loaded her two suitcases into his van and off they went. He was giving them time to spare. The bus was scheduled to depart at seven-oh-five, but he had to drive into the city, find the depot, find parking, and buy the ticket. Traffic was smooth at that hour, so they were downtown by a little after six, and found parking in a nearby lot. He carried her bags two blocks and found a bench in the vestibule of the Trailways bus terminal. Dixie waited while Daniel went to the ticket. I must have him, she thought as she gazed down at his stone-hard cock. She didn't want to risk losing the chance of having him pop her little tight cherry for her, and she knew she could not turn back now.She tried to imagine what it would be like to have his throbbing prick sliding into her hot pussy and she moaned with a hot, rising excitement. She could already feel her small hands reaching up to grip his shoulders, to run down his muscular firm back to his bare ass... Slowly easing his.