Under the light of the streetlights, I could see just as far as the street. It was a racing torrent of water, a river splashing up against the curbs, ...threatening to overflow its banks.Should’ve boarded up, should’ve stacked sandbags.I strode down the hallway toward the kitchen, flipping on lights as I went. Everything seemed fine, so far. I turned on the floodlight on the back porch and gasped. Water was streaking sideways in sheets, and the huge trees that dotted the tiny network of downtown. The areolas from top to bottom were enormous and were in the shape of a large oval.Feeling her “disks” was nonetheless hot and sexy. I was groping a seventy-year-old and she was enjoying it! My crotch was ready to burst.Louise’s hand glided over the tent in my pants. I could feel the enormous pressure of my cock trying to get out. Her long manicured nails circled outside my zipper as she palmed my shaft.I reciprocated as we kissed as my hand moved to her skirt opening. My fingers glided up her. She had to put this outfit on first thing in themorning and wear it all day including to the Christmas dinner we had beeninvited to! to say the least she was not pleased, she wanted out of thebet but remembering the consequences having to give a week of totalservitude to the other and admit the other was better she soldieredthough it.The next bet was on the super bowl and to be fulfilled on valentines'day, she jumped at it saying that she was going to even with me now! Wellyou guessed it she. And stood up and slipped her bikini bottom down and I just couldn't stop staring in awe…. It was the most beautiful pussy I had even seen. Still somewhat young looking with a bit of a layer of pubic hair on it. I just stared at it in awe when she said, "Well silly aren't you going to get naked too?" "..Do you promise you won't laugh at the size of my dick?" I asked her nervously "Oh stop it Dan, I don't care, I love you". So with that I slipped my pants out and let my 6-inch dick fling.