The grey hair on his head was short and he had a four-day-old growth of facial hair. It was also apparent that Mac was hairy from the hair on his arms... and the tufts of chest hair billowing over the neckline of his t-shirt. As she came to know, t-shirts and tracksuit pants seemed to be his standard dress code. Nancy reckoned that he must have been a very good-looking younger man, because for a guy in his early sixties, Mac was still very handsome.As they mounted the stairs to his wife’s bedroom. He was ball deep in one shove. He started shoving his cock in and out of me in that timeless mating motion that has existed since the beginning of man and woman. I was a bit surprised that he didn't last long and was cumming before I even had a chance to get worked up. When he was cumming, I noticed I didn't feel his cum shoot into me like I did with Toby. If that was the case with all the boys, I might have to ask to fuck Toby more often, just to feel his cum. God I was already thinking about. It was a two door sedan and when what I assumed was Merilee's parents got out, I was surprised when Mrs. White held the door open and someone got out of the back seat. Holy shit, it was Merilee. I couldn't believe my eyes. Merilee White was going into the house where the swap meet was going on. What the hell?I stood there stunned. I needed to think this through. Merilee was my age, nineteen. So, she was legally an adult. But she was single, and I thought the rules for these swap meets were. The feast day meant grilled meat from the private stock of the priests, and along with the drug in the morning he’d had his fill of the luscious chunks of lamb, he thought, but he didn’t really know. Anyway, as the drug took hold he no longer cared. He had no hunger for the first time in days, he was pleasantly satisfied, almost empty, in fact, from the ministrations of the priestess overnight, and he was at peace. Peace was a fuzzy place.“Softly, my love,” she chanted as they circled slowly,.