I was carrying a .22 High Standard target pistol modified with a 1944 Bell Labs sound suppressor assembly, what most people think of as a ‘silencer�...�. It had fallen off the Army inventory at the end of WWII when the Office of Strategic Services deactivated, and came into my hands when a dying old man passed it on. I had known him for a few years. He knew I walked the same path he did, and he hadn’t wanted his grandchildren to know the sins of his past. Some of those sins had been weighing. We went out of the bar into the lobby and I could see my wife was getting very excited. Her nipples were starting to pock through the thin material of her bra and tee shirt.Randy came out of the bar and we went toward the elevator opened the door and went in. He had his arm around her waist and as the door closed moved down to her ass where he started to rub it. My wife turned to him and they started to kiss deep lustful kisses. His right hand went up her shirt and cupped her b**st she. We thought it was just a story but we went to check it out and it was true. She was in her 30's, real skinny and not real good looking but we all got our first blowjobs. Meanwhile, Harold had dropped his drawers and maneuvered Mom to her hands and knees. He pulled her skirt over her back and pulled her bikini panties to the side. He kneeled behind her. His cock was almost as big as the UPS man's. He lined it up to her dripping wet pussy and with one shove buried his tool fully into her. “You can say that again,” Brittany gasped raggedly, plopping down onto her stomach. “Wait a sec ladies, I think you are forgetting something,” he said, looking down at his cum covered semi-hard cock. The girls looked at each other and rose up slowly together moving toward Cade. “Sorry,” they replied in unison as each took a side and slid their tongues up and down his shaft in perfect sync. Cade inhaled sharply as he watched the two beautiful girls lick and suck him clean. His dick started to.