..it will be easier to shove..." 101 screamed as the old man's plum forced its way into her anus! "...Ow!...Fuck...easy Sir, it's quite big..." but th...e man appeared not to have heard her; a strange trance like state had gripped the man and he merely grunted as he penetrated her arse even deeper; his cock impaling her, her eyes watering and she wept as she felt her hole being stretched by the immense shaft as it ploughed its way into her arse. The man who had just spunked in her mouth shuffled. “Take it...” he said weakly as his dick spasmed an immense load of jism. Caroline concentrated on swallowing and took every drop greedily.As his cock began to subside, John caressed Caroline’s head fondly. “That was great,” he said hoarsely.“Why don’t I get you hard again, so you can put this bad boy up my slit?” asked Caroline rhetorically. She swallowed the last of his cum and leaned back in towards John’s flaccid penis. Now she began to lick his upper thighs and balls. For about fifteen. "I think," she said slowly after my last sigh signaled the end of the story, "we should have that drink now. You stay put. What do you want?"I thought of the last time I had a drink with a woman on this sofa, and what it had started. "Vodka and tonic?" I said, almost like I was asking her permission in my own house.Jan got up and fiddled around behind the bar and came back with two strong ones. We both took a long sip, and Jan asked, "What does she look like?"I realized that I hadn't really. Images of Linda flood my mind. Memories I’ve masturbated over so many times. Glimpses I’ve caught of her panties up her skirt. Peeps between her blouse buttons of big young breasts nestling in white lace. That beach day last summer on her twentieth birthday, her bikini just four tiny triangles of red cloth barely big enough to sling her heavy breasts, so thin they showed her peaking nipples and the cameltoe outline of her vagina slit, caught by my camera in all but porn poses! My hand strokes.