This time he could not help himself. He leaned down and placed his nose almost on Rebecca’s ass near her pussy and sniffed. He could smell it all, a...s, pussy. He wanted to go farther but was afraid too. He was so worked up. He did something he never thought he would do. He leaned down and gave each one a kiss on their ass where their pucker hole would be. Jill gave a little shiver, but Becca stayed still.When he stood up, he had an idea. He walked to the mirror. He could just make out his. Can’t understand why you haven’t, unless you think I’m too young.”Laughter, then, “Sir, you’re already married, too. I’m twenty-five, and you’re only sixty-two. I need someone older, more established and responsible — those kinds of things.”I groaned (for effect) and said, “Well, hell. I’ll wait a few years and try again, I guess. And while it’s true that I’m married, we can work out a deal, don’t you think?”I love hearing a girl laugh, even if it’s at me.“Anyway, if himself is free, I’d like. I'd drop your ass in a dumpster somewhere." I like you clean with whatever shit you spray on your body," he grinned."That's a good name for a scent, SHIT!" she tossed him aside to race him to the bathroom. He didn't even try, his leg still bothered him. "Let's take a shower, I'll spray on my SHIT and let's make love again." Sounds good," he started relieving himself. "Ahhhhhh, this feels so good. Almost as nice as sex. After we fuck we'll go down to find something to eat." What?" she said. "All new elements skillfully honed to exactly replicate craftsmen techniques all but lost!" Releasing the archway, Wataru flung wide his arms as if to now embrace the entirety of the scene."Who could do such things?" He wondered aloud with awe. "Why one must be a god himself! Or an architect sent from the heavens!" Yeah, Yeah, whatever." A voice from a few feet behind asserted acidly. "Let's just hope these hicks have in-door plumbing."Petra took the last step up then past Wataru with some.