She dressed conservatively was pleasant and must be in her mid seventies and her husband, Stan, late seventies, I would guess.They were both still act...ve and they were always friendly and often I used to do odd jobs around their bungalow. The only thing strange about them was that about once a month an old guy used to visit, stay overnight and then leave.However, I had not seen him for the past three months. Now, not in my wildest imagination did I think this old couple were sexual in any way.. . I don’t know what to do anymore.”“Yes you do. You’ve known all along. You knew when they asked you to take the job, you knew when you signed the contract, you knew when you showed up on their doorstep, you knew when she paraded around in her bikini, you knew when she snuggled against you on the boat, you knew when I yelled at you in your wine-soaked erotic hideaway, and you knew when you ... well, tell me: what was the first thing that happened? Last week, I mean. Be specific. If I can’t. I pulled against them and I could hear someone saying “Ssshhhhh.”I realized it was my mom’s voice and I stopped, “Mom, what’s going on?”“I’ve been worried about you for a while. You’ve only had a few girlfriends, and they didn’t last very long. I thought you might be gay, and that’s fine, but I never noticed anything between you and your guy friends. Believe me I checked. I would find excuses to come into your room when they were over trying to catch you doing something sexual with. Barbara let them fill her holes with their pent up cream until finally they were both spent and pulled from Barbara‘s lovely body. Barbara just rested there on the blanket enjoying the warm feeling that came over her from being filled with all the black juice. ‘That’s was great,’ one replied. ‘Yeah, what a hot bitch,’ another joined in as they got dressed. ‘Hurry up,’ Barbara told them. ‘Go get the next group, I’m still horny for more.’ The next group showed up five minutes later and Barbara.