The first was a weaselly looking guy, shaved bald, black bomber jacket over a tee-shirt with some band's logo in Gothic letters - 'Dikhed', or somethi...g like that. He wasn't aggressive, but he had a mean, dangerous look. He seemed really drunk, and was having a lot of trouble finding his fare. I watched Derek's profile as he watched the skin, calm but wary. God he was sexy! Eventually the weasel's friend came forward and said "Ere y'are, Jaz. I'll get these". This one was something else. He was. “Bryan, I need to… well, I need to use the restroom, I hope you don’t mind.” Grammy said as she stepped in and walked over to the toilet.Turning to face the spray, I saw that now the shower curtain was gapped on the other end. Looking at the gleaming tile wall, I could see her sitting on the toilet, In my eyes I saw her sitting there properly, but in my mind I could see her like she was out in Gramps’ shop. As I ran the cloth over my chest, I realized that I was rapidly growing hard with my 50. Ritu knew that he was about to cum,but was to weak to event reat to him.He gave a deep final stroke which stretched her pussy to its limit and began shooting streams of cum in her virgin pussy.He screamed when he did that. Ritu could feel a jet stream of his cum in her pussy.It was like he was reserving it for her since days.It felt very warm and good.She felt like she was being stuffed with his sperm. After he cummed in her he just fell on her and started to squeeze her breasts.Then he rolled. ?Schatz, ich hab früher frei!? rief er ihr zu. Er trug nur einen Bademantel. ?Toll, komm zu mir!? raunte Ira. Er setzte sich neben sie auf die Liege und griff ihr an die Muschi. Sie schien schnell nass zu werden, denn bald hatte Georg zwei Finger in ihrer Fotze drin und fickte sie damit. Sie öffnete seinen Bademantel und ein riesiger Schwanz kam zum Vorschein, bestimmt 20x6 und knüppelhart! Und was für dicke Eier Georg hatte, groß wie Hühnereier! Ira begann nun den Schwanz ihres Mannes zu.