One of his hands sneaked up to my breast – he started rolling my nipple between his fingers. Oooh, that felt soo good! While moved in and out of me ...e started giving pecks at my face, and softly biting my nose, and then his tongue was in my mouth again. He put his hands round my waist, and moved me up and down couther to the rhythm of his hips, and it made me feel very hot. I tried to help out by bucking down on his cock each time he moved me down, and he sucked my tongue into his mouth even. Real cuties, I’d guess in their 60s. Perfect, I thought. I love older men.George felt my cock grow bigger at the sight of them.“Ronnie,” said George. “These are two of my buddies. This is Tom and this is Warren.”I looked up at them and smiled. I was pleasantly surprised by these two hunks appearing, my cock got harder and harder as I checked them out. This was not lost on George, of course, since he had been feeling my hardon and balls for a while now underneath the table.“Say, Tom, why not get. He smiled. She smiled. They kind of stood around for a while. Then they started to speak."Hi," he said."Hi," she said."I'm John." He held out his hand."I'm Mary." She shook his hand."How are you?" I'm good. How about you?" I'm good too." They laughed nervously."It's nice in here. It's been really hot out." Yeah. Humid too." So who do you know? How did you get here? I mean who invited you?" Oh, I'm friends with Becky Thatcher," she said enthusiastically. "How about you?" Oh, my cousin Jim Jones. She felt a hand squeeze one of her breasts and she looked into the eyes of the man who was holding her up. He grinned lustily at her. They carried her over to one corner of the room where a mattress had been tossed haphazardly. All at once, the support that she was leaning against was removed and she toppled onto the mattress, bouncing with the force of her fall. The two workers left her, the door shutting with a sense of finality. She squirmed into a position where she could be comfortable..