With out thinking I leaned over and backhanded him hard enough to leave red fingermarks and make his lip bleed. The conductor had stepped in the door ...just before the man had slapped the young woman. The fat man stood up and yelled you Son of a Bitch and pulled a gun out of his waistcoat My mind flashed Dotty...he dropped the gun and grabbed his chest and fell to the floor. The Conductor checked the man over and said he was dead Heart attack. He turned to the young woman and ask if that was. I then grabbed him by the back of his head as I pulled him back up and we made out, my hands reaching behind him and grabbing his ass and spreading them. "you going to fuck me again huh? you going to fuck my tight ass and cum in me again?" he went on as we continued being all over eachother. He went ahead and led me to his bedroom as I took off all my clothes. I watched him get on his bed as he got on all fours and waited for me. I anxiously pulled off my pants as I looked at his round smooth. “That isn’t necessary” he said but I insisted. “Hello Randy” I said and he started to wag his tail. We went to the café and as I sipped my coffee and tried to think of a way to broach the subject that was playing on my mind.“He is looking at me funny Jack” I said “it would so interesting to know what dogs are thinking”. He smiled. “Oh probably wondering why an attractive woman like you is drinking coffee with an old guy like me”. I laughed “how old?” I asked. “I’m 71 and long passed chatting up. There was Matt, on the couch, stroking his semi hard cock! It looked like it was about 8 inches and I felt my pussy twitch just looking at it and my nipples perking up under my camisole top. Fuck this I thought and walked through the door, he turned a little stunned but to my surprise and delight didn’t try to hide his cock. ‘Err Kate, I thought you would be asleep” he muttered in a low voice looking towards Hannah’s bedroom and then casting his eyes over my body. Moving towards him I leaned.