Her name is Terri and we have always hit off real well. My wife, Connie, was about sixty seven. She is petite also, about a hundred pounds, salt and p...epper hair and 32 c titties. Connie and I used to swing alot when we were younger. I loved watching her taking on several men at once. Seeing these men take turns pounding her fine little body into orgasim would so turn me on. I would get the pleasure of sinking my nine inch hard on into plenty of fine pussy and filling them full of my spunk.. Sofor the rest of the day I shopped around buying thingsthat I hoped would make her happy.That night we went out to eat and then came home afterseveral drinks at the local watering hole. My wifelooking sexy as hell in a tiny black dress told me towait in the living room and wait for my present. I wasdrunk and sat on the couch. I suddenly noticed howthings had been moved around in the room. Where thechair had been now was empty space. The ottoman was inthe center of the room and candles were. Grabbing her keys and her bag she closed the door behind her and made for the bus stop. The number 52 bus was unreliable at the best of times and at this time of rush hour there was no way she would get to work on time. Emily, who was 21, worked as a general employee at her local department store. Her roles could include anything from helping customers try on shoes to greeting people as they entered the shop. Having finished Uni a year ago, Emily found her job extremely tedious and boring, not. I rubbed his shorts and said “he can’t wait right?” Palani smiled. The trains stopped and we got off with his luggage. “You don’t want to go to Chennai?”- I asked him. “I told them a lie because they won’t let me sit. Those big luggages are not mine.” He told me. “Where is the place?” “It is an abandoned train coach. That’s not my place but a safe area for our fun.” I was surprised. I said-“It seems like u have experience”. When we entered the coach, there was a beggar woman of age 38-40..