"Go on; get a good taste of what I've been doing! You might as well get used to it because you'll be getting a lot more of it before I ever get tired ...of spreading my married legs for other men!"I suppose I could have pulled away, but I figured that I'd already had other men's cum in my mouth at least three times now, and I hadn't died from it yet. Besides, I thought to let her have her fun and get it out of her system.Let me tell you, the taste was as nasty as she was being, but what surprised. You said that you would tell her. I don’t want to stop you. But please, just think about how you should explain the situation. We need you. You are the only one who can save our people. You are literally our last hope.” As she said this she looked deep into his eyes, and reached out and took his hands in hers. “Our last hope.”“Alright, tell me, what do I need to do.” He asked, resigned to all this craziness being real.“As I said,” Gracy said nervously, “We need you to help us rebuild our race.. Now I've never been into older women, especially ones old enough to be my granny, but a fuck's a fuck and if she wanted my young cock, who was I to deny her. Instead of finding another table, I went back over to her and asked if I could buy her a drink. Of course, she smiled and said she'd love one and the look she gave me told me that she wanted more than a drink though and she wasn't shy letting me know it either. Her eyes locked onto the front of my jeans, which was already showing the. I was looking forward to cooling off, but on arrival found that her apartment had no shade and was almost as hot as the car.We decided to go out for dinner, then to a movie. The restaurant was air-conditioned which provided much welcome relief. The theater was cool as well, but the movie was really boring so we left before it was over. By then, the sun had gone down and although it was a bit cooler we were still very uncomfortable. Betty suggested that we go to her apartment and have some.