So we carefully drove over a bit of a rough track behind some big trees noting there were several other cars also in the area. We lay my seat right b...ck and Greg came around to my side and climbed in then I sat astride him. His cock still hadn’t gone down from our tryst in the carpark - he sure was good for a man in his late fifties but he was making up for lost time I’m sure. It was lovely just to be gently screwing this nice friend of ours as I enjoyed a series of small orgasms which sort. I have never been that aroused for awhile.We just drove up to my place and I led him by the hand into my house. “Things are about to get a little hotter, I cooed, now that we are alone.”Dave is his sixties; his hair is brown with flecks of grey. To me age is just a number, as when there is snow on the mountain there is always a fire in the furnace. His tanned face, bold nose, and strong chin are very pleasing to the eyes. His tall figure has a little extra padding, which to me makes him more. He smeared more of it on her inner thighs. The thick stuff clung to her pussylips and little pieces of the food fell off, spattering on the carpeted floor."How's this feel, Sis? Bet you love it!" Biff said nastily. He parted his sister's cuntlips and spooned some of the dog food inside her pussy.Gail trembled on the table as she felt the dog food being smeared all over her pussy and thighs and ass. She thought her brother had to be just about the grossest person she had ever known. But she also. Don't worry; I'm not gonna rat you out or anything like that. I could give a shit what you look at. It's OK." He walked over and put his hands on her shoulders. He was surprised when she flung herself into his arms, burying her face in his chest and clenching him tightly, bawling. "I'm sorry Dave," she cried, "I don't usually do things like this. Please don't think I'm a bad person." What?" asked Dave shocked. He laughed lightly. "Think you're bad because you looked at porn? Oh come on, do you.