..just how old are you lad?"I was even more puzzled! "What does it matter? If I were 16, 20 or 25...I would still be unable to assist Master Evans!" S...urely this old mancould see the logic in my statement, or had his brain been addled bysome sudden infliction?He leaned back against the chair, "He knows nothing of what I plan, yetdoing this...favor for Master Evans, might be a way of releasing youfrom your servitude early..."I sat for a moment as his words soaked into my mind. "What couldpossibly. Those that are still around are far enough away and are paying no mind to us. Your kisses intensify as your finger continues to stroke my bud. I cannot help moaning out, my sex has awakened completely now, and I am no longer thinking about where we are or who might see. You smile and give another light chuckle, as you know I am now completely at the mercy of your ministrations. In one quick motion, your finger goes from stroking my clit to sliding into my wetness. I let out a loud moan as your. "That new girl I hired to do the inventory didn't show up." Dear, don't get so upset," Rebecca said, pouring him a second cup of coffee. "You'll find someone else." How the hell am I going to do that? I withdrew the help- wanted ad from the paper." Jack stabbed a piece of roast with his fork and chomped on it angrily. He looked at Rebecca and thought briefly of sinking his dick into her pussy. She was a beautiful woman, he had to admit that. But he now desired only younger women, women who were. I set her down on the bed and licked downward, swirling my tongue over her belly button, she giggled and let out a little moan. My hands went over her shorts, undoing them like lightning and pulling them off of her, revealing…once again, another tiny little thong that barely covered her beautiful pussy lips. “I’m feeling a little hungry…” I smiled at her, tugging at the material.“Well then…why don’t you partake in the finest feast in the galaxy?” she grinned, stroking my hair.“Hmm…why not?” I.