She was groaning and working her thighs together. She took his hand and placed it on her bush. He began to stroke it. She raised her hand, found the b...ck of his head and brought his head down towards her bush. He kissed it and began to lick it.'I like that.' She opened her legs revealing the soft wet pinkness of her cunt. 'Other lips for you to kiss, Barry. The same kind of kiss.'He moved to between her legs and bent down and kissed her dripping lips slipping his tongue inside. She raised. He poured all of his semen down te old woman's throat and she loved it, smacking her lips and licking the spills off of her lips in the camera."Thanks lady, that was hot," said Sailor. He went over to a bag on the floor and pulled out a pair of pants. He reached into one of the pockets and handed her a business card."If you ever want a repeat, just call this number," he said. He was sure he'd never hear from the old lady again. By this time, Bob was dressed and the cameraman had quickly packed. She shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I have an idea what to do with it, but for now, take your time, don’t push yourself and I’ll come down with lunch if you haven’t given up by then.”I nodded, wondering what she was going to do with the room if she didn’t want it for an office. I put the thought out of my head and started looking around for likely places to hide something. I started with the desk, sitting in the office chair my father had probably spent a fortune on and looking around.. John was standing there quite naked, he did not say anything or go to pick up the towel, just silence.I looked at John he had a semi hard on cock, it looked very impressive. I think the ha been more than showering upstairs, maybe a bit self-gratification.I said nothing, I was silent, no words of shock or “oh my god” just silence.I stretched out my right arm in a gesture of acceptance and continued to move towards John.We meet and I held his now stiffer cock in my hand, John cuddled me and gave.