Some evenings I would sit resting from my day’s labors and watch her. We could sit for hours just holding each other and talking about all that was ...oing on, and all that we needed to do. At night we always slept wrapped in each other’s arms. During the day if either of us had a need there was no cause to speak, we somehow knew. Then one Winter after Sarah turned 80 she developed a cough, it worsened and I felt fear. The day I saw her wipe a spot of blood from her mouth I knew and it was. Her mouth fell open a gasp escaping her lips. Her hand had finished its journey as the water fell against her nether lips. The hand teasing her breasts quickened its ministrations. A great surge of adrenaline rushed through her limbs as the water continued its massage. She heard herself moan, as the pressure increased between her legs. The warm water caressed her sore leg muscles before running down the drain. Her eyes fluttered open as her fingers began to tease her erect nipples. Fingers dug. The boys continued tokiss, jerking each others' cocks, periodically sliding their hands downfurther to play with each other's balls."Um, that feels so good," said George."What does," asked Tom, "my hands or my tongue?" Both," said George. "I have an idea, though. Let's put our tongueswhere our hands are." You mean put our mouths??" Yes," said George, "if our tongues feel so good sliding against eachother, imagine how it would feel with them sliding along our dicks,getting them nice and wet. Gus screamed for everyone to hit the floor, brandishing a gun. Billy ran behind the counter with a sports bag scooping in wads of notes. Rather than running back out the door the plan involved going up the stairs onto a landing, where they would jump a short distance to an adjoining building, down the fire escape to a lane way that lead to the getaway car.A problem occurred however, the old wooden door at the top of the stairs was locked, Billy gave it an all mighty kick but it didn't budge..