We got out and walked a ways until he stopped and looked around. I didn’t even hesitate, I wanted his cock again and slid down to my knees. I heard ...him exhale, I knew he wanted it to. I started to undo his belt and pants and kissed and rubbed my face against his crotch. I pulled down his pants to his ankles and his manhood swung back and forth with the movements. I ran my hands slowly up his thighs and saw, buried in his pubic hair, what looked like a giant rubber band encircling his cock and. I got up and reached under and started to stroke the old man and 35 year olds cocks as they sucked. The old man seemed the most experienced. He got up and let me suck his cock for a minute, it was average and very hard and he was really into it. One 22 year old got up with a raging hard on from the 35 year olds mouth and he pushed the old guy onto the bed, turned him over and very strongly pushed his cock into his ass. I was watching this and out of my mind with what I was seeing in my hotel. And even though fifty dollars for directions was also quite a steep amount, I figured she was worth it as she didn't have to be so helpful. Besides, better in her pocket than any of the other proper skanks I'd seen on the way in. However, she made me a counter offer."Add another ten dollars so I can get the bus back here and you have a deal".I reached for my wallet, grateful I'd had correct change on me, waving it at her from my seat.The girl opened the passenger door, bending her tight little. So, since Wendy was twenty-four just as she graduated, I was fifty-eight. But I kept myself fit and in shape, and felt a lot younger. Wendy was a redhead, like her mother and father. That was their Scottish heritage and like most Celts, she had lovely legs and freckles all over, with perky breasts always pointing upward. My family was French in background, so my son and I had dark hair.I was still in good physical condition because I had served in the Army National Guard until my forties, and I.