We stayed in silent mode until we reached our room. I sat on the chair and waited for her to shower. She looked at me wondering why I wasn't getting u...dressed.“Sweetie, there's plenty of room for us both in the shower.”She tossed her shorts at me playfully, giggling as she did.I smiled, then hurriedly undressed to join her.When I walked into the spacious shower, she'd already had the water up to temperature. It felt good. She was standing under the stream, water cascading off her taut body when. Still, she did not stir. He grabbed a knee and lifted one leg. What he saw made him gasp with revulsion. There was semen encrusted like old glue to her pussy and down her inner thighs, all the way down to her ankles! One man didn’t do this. That was all he could think. ONE man did NOT do this! “You fucking whore,” he said out loud. But still, she did not stir. He watched her ribs and tits move from her breathing. He put his hands on her right boob and examined it. Underneath the boob he found a. Remember, my house, my rules. Go wash,” she said firmly, pointing in the direction of the bathroom.Brent cupped one ass cheek as he kissed her quickly before heading to the bathroom. Emma went, nude, to the kitchen.As Brent turned on the shower and waited for it to warm, he heard the distinctive sound of kibble pouring into a metal bowl which clinked against the kitchen’s tile floor.He stepped into the stream of water and began soaping himself. As he did so, he reflected on the night before,. I couldn't stop staring at her as she started licking me and I groaned pretty loudly as she took my cock into her warm mouth.And that's when things got really, really fucking weird.See, I kinda started to feel really bad because she was so much older and it was just a little weird that an old lady was sucking my cock. Like, not because she was doing it—that felt great, not weird at all—but because, like, it's not like it felt good for her, and she had just been in a car accident the day before,.