Now they overturned, and the old man came atop my pleasuring wife. And he started pumping himself into her, in full swing, with his eternal vigour. A...nd I was stunned by his ‘staying power’ at this age.And then came a time when my wife was pleading to fill her womb, “Daddu fuck me, come in me.Fulfill me. Your cock is that of a horse.” He said, “I am comming in your cunt. Wait for my seeds my dear. I will fill you up and he filled her, and prostrated over her, perhaps not fully exhausted. By. Although he was concentrating on driving he couldn’t help thinking about Helen their housekeeper/cook. She was beautiful. Short blond hair framed a wonderful face with eyes as blue as today’s cloudless sky. Her body was to die for and she flirted with Nigel all the time. She knew it got his cock rock hard of that Nigel was sure. Although they had repeatedly told her she didn’t need to, she insisted on wearing her maid’s outfit whenever they visited ‘the big house’ as Helen called it. Nicole. “Domo arigato, Corporal, and thanks for the ego-boost, but you don’t have to let an old man win.”She shook herself and smiled with the delight of a true student who has learned a new lesson. “Don’t get all sorry for me. I’m gonna take you to school, Master Sergeant.”And she did just that. For the next hour we all sparred, and I worked on reclaiming my timing while remembering how not to get killed.As the hour ended, I scrubbed my sweaty face with my sleeve, bowed off the mat, knelt and began to. White in complexion. I had uniform on, of course. I wore a read panty and a black bra that day. Anyways let’s get down to business. It was a cloudy afternoon and I just got on a public bus, after staying back for a group project. As I expected it to be, the bus was crowded. It was around 3.30 pm I got on through the front door, mind you, it’s a local bus. I got pushed in towards the front and ended up standing near the single seat on left side. There was a couple of baskets near there so I had.