“Go!” Rosalita hissed, but Angelina needed no further urging. She was already over the balcony railing, clambering her way down the ornamented st...ne wall. She dropped the final few feet to the ground, stumbled, but then regained her balance. The sounds of men drinking and laughing issued from across the compound, but she seemed to have landed undiscovered. Moving quickly, she obscured herself in the shadows and crept along the perimeter of the building, making her way towards the front. . my friends are retired and getting gray ... they move slower and I see an older person now. Some are in better and some worse shape than me ... but, I see the great change ... Not like the ones that I remember who were young and vibrant ... but, like me, their age is beginning to show and we are now those older folks that we used to see and never thought we'd become.Each day now, I find that just getting a shower is a real target for the day! And taking a nap is not a treat anymore ... it's. She turned the water off but still the feeling grew, as she tried to dry herself her fingers rubbed over her cunt, she couldn't understand why she was trying to fuck herself, she just knew she had to lay on the bed and some how get relief.She dragged two pillows in to the centre of the bed and laid over them her fingers imbedded in her cunt as she humped at the pillows. She rubbed her tits hard on to the course linen sheet, she was all most feeling sick with excitement. Her fingers were soaked. "Oh," he said as he remembered me standing there with my bare ass on show and Babette exploring my plumbing. "I didn't mean to intrude or anything. Sorry."I shook my head. "No, no, don't apologize," I told him. "It was just that," I took a deep breath. "I got something stuck. Up there."He blinked. "Stuck?" Yeah," I nodded. "Something plastic," Holy shit, I sounded like a complete loon. "A plastic ball gizmo. You know, one of those sex toy things."I wanted to fucking DIE.He didn't say anything.