“Oh my! Keep doing that,” she said.It took a little while, but I could sense she was building toward something big. Stephanie matched the twitches...of my cock by getting into a rhythm with her hips. Her moans got louder and her eyes got wider. She was grabbing my hair firmly with both hands. “Oh god, I’ve never felt that before,” she said breathing harder. “Oh my god, Nick. Holy shit! What are you doing to me?”I kept flexing. Her pussy suddenly constricted around me like a vice. Still looking me. The house was very old and needed painting. It had three floors and a huge shaded porch. I learned that it had been converted from a senior convalescent home into a boarding house some time back. The owner was a woman who looked to be about sixty or so who said I could have the job if I could start right away as there were some items needing my attention right away.I agreed and she showed me the basement where my living quarters would be. There was a hastily constructed shower and toilet. "Ceras has one more surprise for you." A puzzled Andrew stopped fucking her and pulled his hard cock out of my wife's pussy. "I don't know what else she has to offer we've pretty much done it all." I slid back onto the bed and pulled Sara on top of me. I told Andrew where the Vaseline was and still confused he went to fetch it. "You’re sure about this?" I inquired when we were alone." "You don't mind do you?" she sheepishly quizzed. "It's just he's about the right size so it won't be too. He set the phone on the arm of his recliner and beckoned me to sit in his lap.I heard Megan's voice. "Dad, I just can't believe! Brit said that Jessica's moving IN with you? Are you freakin' kidding me?" Nope. What two do between each other should not be kidding. This is serious." Dadddd! It's about SEX. You're just ... horny." Meg, I'm forty-eight. I learned the hazards of just giving in to 'horny' a long time ago." I know that he didn't add that she was one result of failure to practice.