.. Ours is a comfortable old home in one of the better parts of town. Once inside, it has a calm soothing effect perfect for our delightful situation....Millie after looking around, appeared to relaxed and be comfortably at ease with Beth and I. After indulging in some inane chatter, we all seemed suddenly at a loss for words.Stifling a yawn, Beth said, "It's getting late. Anyone for bed?" she asked."Millie... ," Beth said, "If you're ready shall we go in and put on our sexy little nightdresses?". "Later at supper."So Harold, I love that you are a biker but, whatever possessed you to just go and buy a bike?" I guess it is the freedom I feel, the wind in my face and yeah the macho image of a guy in the U.S. riding an American made bike." Well I am glad you did not buy one of those rice rockets."Ella was referring to those Yamaha's or Kawasakies with the handlebars lower than the gas tank and the riders back is paralell to the road, although Yamaha makes a good looking street bike where. Callie paused for a moment, then said in a soft, hesitant voice, "You have no idea how long I've waited for you to make love to me." Really?" Yes. I used to masturbate and imagine how it would feel to hold your cock and how it would feel to have you deep inside of my pussy." And now?"She smiled. "I don't ever want another man but you, daddy." Well...someday you'll change your mind, baby." I doubt it."We were lying on our sides, facing each other. Callie placed one soft hand on my chest and. Reaching between my legs, I grabbed his meat and began stroking. He pushed his hips forward to get his dick closer for me, and it was now closer to my mouth. I strained and got his head in my mouth, but it was difficult not to lose my balance. The sensitive lover pulled us down to the bacteria-ridden shower floor into a 69 position. I took his short, chubby cock in my mouth and he made an effort to fuck my face a bit, as his tongue was fucking my asshole.After a brief time, he started.