I pushed my face against the pillow to cover my moans. That's it, he said. You're going to like this before we're finished. He moved his hands in unis...n. My head was spinning as he pushed in and out while moving his hand down and up my dick. After a few minutes he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt the bed shake as he moved around, then I felt something wet touching my butt hole. It felt harder than his tongue and softer than his fingers. I screamed into the pillow as he pushed his dick in. "Hi!" Julie smiled and glanced around, but we were pretty much alone.My parents had already left for work, like everyone else who lived around there and the cul-de-sac where I lived seemed like a ghost town on a normal weekday. But still, the Judge would be home and sometimes he'd watch through his big picture windows to make sure nobody trampled his grass or leaned against his tree. If he saw us, my mom would definitely hear about it!"What are you doing?" I asked and maybe I sounded mad or. We finally worked our way up to the bed, and he pushed me down on the bed, face first, and started eating my hole again. I heard him cough-up some deep, thick spit/snot from his nose, and spit that nastiness right on my hole. I felt him put his knees on the bed, as his dick started pushing at my spitty hole.Jamie had a nice dick...honestly, I measured it and it was 9" plus the very first line after the 9" line...so probably 9 1/16" inches? His dick was pretty, and had two nice thick veins that. She tried to please him--she had him lie on his back while she brushed and swept her long hair on his body, and kissed him deeply, and fed him her taut nipples. They tried to fuck, and did, but he could not stay hard. He jacked off to her at last as she posed for him, so sweetly, and he finally coaxed a few weak spurts from his half-hard cock. He had obtained, and taken, some Viagra. He was fifty, after all. It didn't help. The ache, the crippling, was in his heart, not in his dick. They talked.