She hugged my head tightly, squeaking little cries into my chest. As she pulled her head up and her thighs tensed, I stopped again. "Please, oh God,...please," shepleaded. "Not yet," I said and she made a small crying sound and I was surprised to find a little tear starting to brim her eye. I was getting pretty good at this. I tongued her left nipple and gave the other a little squeeze. Then I started to urge her off as I stood with her. I dropped my shorts and stood in front of her just. He stepped backward and another priestess assumed the stage. She was quite old, her breasts drooping, skin spotted, belly swollen and her face was lined with care. She bowed to the moon and stood with arms outstretched over her head, so we could take in all of her elderly body. “In my winter partners depart, and the cold nights wrap tightly around my bones. Yet I remember the songs I sang as a young girl, and the smooth skin of the young who wanted me. I remember falling in love, and wearing. Your hand is in my hair. My mouth is full of your juices. You are dissolving beneath me into a warm salty pool, a silky swamp I could willingly drown in. And I still have one more trick up my sleeve. I slip my hand beneath you and slide my thumb and forefinger until they meet on each side of the fleshy wall inside you. My finger strokes your g spot, my thumb surges inwards and my lips and tongue keep up their movement at the same time. It’s a threefold assault, one that’s worked in the past.. All this torture was too much. I started grinding around and the women knew what was coming (literally...). Betsy took me into her mouth fully and sucked hard, her tongue rubbing up and down. The mop up my ass stimulated me beyond control, I tensed up and my orgasm hit full force. Betsy removed her mouth right before my first ejaculation, she used her hands to coax and aim the thick juice shooting out. The white goo landed all over my pubes. Dotty took more ice cream, and told Betsy to eat the.