He'd be gone for a week this time. As usual, Amy would house-sit. He made sure that he'd left her some spending money and the customary box of Godiva ...hocolates. The airport limo arrived just as he closed his suitcases, and he was off.As had become her habit, Amy had invited Megan to stay with her in Greg's house. Megan really liked the place. It was much grander than her mother's house and far nicer than Amy's parents' home. But it still felt lived in. Greg had definitely left his spoor. “I know. Georgie I’m so glad you did this for me. I’ll go wash this off and put on some pants.” George snagged her wrist. “No. No, I said I’d give you a chance.” Allie smiled, hiked up her dress, and sat on his lap, facing him. She took his face in her hands and kissed him tentatively. She pulled back and saw his eyes were still closed. She plunged her tongue into his mouth and they kissed as passionately as they ever had. She wriggled even closer on his lap and ground her dick against his. Her. She laughed and then got back up on the bed and knelt at my feet. She remained there until I was recovered from that amazing experience.“Now it's your turn,” she said.She crawled up and straddled me. It was obvious what was to occur next. I was going to lick her out. That is something I know I do well and never have a complaint from any of the women that I have done that for.I lay there and looked up at her labia that were spread and now slightly puffed and pink. Her inner lips were contained. Jack walked in and there stood a five foot seven, chubby white elderly male who was holding what Jack would describe as the sweetest piece of meat he had seen in years it wasn’t huge but what it lacked in length it made up for in girth. He swears to this day that it must have been at least a half inch thick with big hairy balls hanging down about two inches below his crotch, it was all he could do to keep from drooling since he didn’t know if the old man was there for the same reason. Jack.