I rubbed it hard and it was obviously wet and the lips parted easily. I kissed her neck and whispered I love you , you fucking slut. She pushed her pu...bic bone against my hand as if to try to jump me. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband and slowly pulled her hose down. She stopped at her knees and then did a little squat so I could access her pussy. I dropped to my knees and held onto her naked ass cheeks then I buried my nose in her hairless slit. The smell was intoxicating. Her sweaty pussy. Eventually Idecided not to as I owed Debbie something all the help and support shehad given me deserved more than just slipping out quietly. The house wassilent I figured Gavin was gone to work and Debbie was probably stillsleeping off last night, maybe it was the drink I thought that hadbrought on that reaction who knows.I made some breakfast for Melissa, some cereal, milk and juice, sometoast and coffee for myself we took it outside to sit on the patio. Itwas a bright sunny morning, I. I cover myself, folding my t shirt I realise that I am no longer alone. You sit at a polite distance slightly off to my right, shaded by the trees. I colour slightly at the thought of what you may have seen. I turn from you, reaching for my bag, and without notice, my heart pounds. Dozens of thoughts and images crowding my mind at once. A chance to be taken, a fantasy to be lived? I turn, looking to the sky as if to reposition myself for better sun. I lay back, my legs toward you, I raise. I was already beginning to regret agreeing to this and was 5 seconds away from backing out. I opened my mouth to say as much when Paul quickly disappeared down the dark stairwell. I stood there, ears staining to hear above the melee when suddenly ... silence."Where's Derek? Derek!!! Derek! Oh, there you are, come here. Now. It's not every day that you turn 50 and not every day that you turn into an old man! So, 'old man', hold your breath - and your cock - whilst I present you with your.