Sometimes with them both.The oldest, so far, was the lady at a deli that I went to quite often for lunch when I was in college. Margaret Cashman was h...r name. She was sixty-seven and really quite nice looking. Her hair was a natural gray and her skin was smooth and unwrinkled. Once I got her naked, you would have thought she was ten or fifteen years younger.Margaret was tall and willowy, her body was slender and tight and she had amazing breasts, small and quite firm for her age, I thought,. Nancy threw the pillow over her head and shouted, ‘Roommate what the heck? It’s Sunday! Turn that noisy alarm off!’ I giggled, ‘I’m going to mass this morning—you want to tag along?’ Nancy with the pillow over her head, said, ‘Naw, tell that Pope fella, I’ll catch it all on the tube! Roommate, be sure and say one of those ‘Mary Hale’ things for me!’ I laughed, ‘Okay, but it’s a ‘Hail Mary’ and he is a priest not the Pope,’ I said, getting out of my bed to take a shower. I returned from my. He held my dick with his hand and was licking my face. He further proceeded downwards to my neck and kissed my neck and made my neck wet completely. He got further down to my chest and kissed me without touching my nipples. He made me beg (with pleasure) to chew my nipples.Then he rolled his tongue close to my left nippleand circled. To make me more horny he started giving air-blows on the wetted regions on my chest. I was totally excited and literally wanted him to eat my nipples. He then. ..well notpolice prison. She is carrying a tray on which there is a burger andchips. Without a word she puts the tray on the floor and slides itthrough the bars into the cell."What the fuck is going on" I demandShe jumps back and reddens then scurries away. I look at the fooddistainfully. Although I am hungry there is no way I am eating foodprepared by fag boys, anyway they may have put something in it. I shovethe tray back out into the hall to avoid temptation and settle down tosleep. Sleep.