I started coughing and noticed she had that ornery grin on her face as she watched my reaction to her standing before me naked. I quickly readjusted t...he water temperature and she got in with me. She asked me to wash her hair for her, but not to get against her as I was as cold as an icicle. Me, being me, I didn't listen and immediately hugged her, at which she started squealing and laughing. She looked down and made some smart comment I didn't catch, so I turned the cold water on again full. It was a specimen of below average size; Larissa felt slightly disappointed. For some reason she had expected more.“If you have had your fill, could you please give me the blanket you are holding? As you can see, it is cold,” he said with a smile.Larissa did something she hadn’t done for years, she blushed.“Oh yeah, of course,” and she gave him what he had asked for. She couldn’t even remember grabbing it.Once on the ground and draped in the blanket the man said, “I fear I have only one of. It couldn't have been you! It couldn't! I dreamed about... about you!" Terry's throat felt as dry as cotton."It wasn't really a dream, darling! I sneaked into your room last night and masturbated you until you came in my hand!" Sheila felt more and more lascivious by the second."But... why?" Terry asked, swallowing hard, his back stiffening as she tried to pull his hard cock out of his pants."Oh, I don't know, Terry, not really. Something happened last night that made me a bit horny. That's. She remembers how I had led her to the living room, and we had started kissing, she had let her hand fall into my lap to get a preview of what she would be working with, she could still remember that first groan. She thought for a moment that her getting to fuck an older guy might not have been half as exciting as it was for this 55 year old man who was about to get to ravage a 30 year old hot body professional. She chuckles to herself as she remembers me grabbing her hand, and pulling it out.