He passed two up to Ma, and guzzled down the half bottle remaining. More water. He crawled on hands and knees, too tired to stand. Moving in the direc...ion he thought would bring him to the solar bottles. He couldn’t see well out of his bruised, swollen eyes. By shear dumb luck he found the pile of pillows. He was asleep on them in no time at all.Ma brushed the tangles out of her thick iron gray hair. She wanted to be more presentable by the time John returned. She was determined NOT to appear. The thought of giving myself to a guy to use as he pleased always turned me on. I finally the website Craigslist and after awhile of just reading the posts I finally made one myself. I get really turned on by older men so the posting title was "Please pop my cheery". I was looking for a guy over 40 and that could host. Instantly I got a lot of responses but most of it was spam. Finally I got a email from a 56 year old guy who fit my description. He sent me a pic of his cock and it didn't look. She writhed in pleasure.After a while I stopped and pulled out. And she said she needed to wee. So off she went to wee, and I went to wash my cock. Theo was quiet. His hard cock pointed at the ceiling throbbing. When Jen came back her put her into the doggy position and fucked at her pussy hard. We had agreed that his cock was too big for her ass, even though she had wanted to be fucked in the ass by him. Eventually she was lying on her stomach and Theo was pounding into her and told us he. We both watched as Martin whispered something in the ear of one of the men, Troy, we later learned, and nodded in our direction. She had sent the champagne. That’s why she took so long in returning to the table. She stopped to talk to Martin and arranged for the champagne. The men all turned to face us in unison, and as Martin poured out the champagne raised their glass in a toast to Gretchen. That was the ice breaker. And as we continued to sip on our wine and them their champagne a.