‘Hmm, the only one I know of is in the resort. That might work,’ Amelia said. ‘How would you like to run a souvenir shop? Elena asked Amelia. �...�It was number one on my list of career choices,’ Amelia quipped. ‘I will maybe consider that as a job application,’ Elena said to Amelia then kissed her on the lips. ‘By the way, you may not fuck Dave,’ I showed great sadness hearing that and got my ass swatted for it. Amelia was a very cute girl coincidentally nine years younger than me. ‘Damn, can I. The older sister, Amy, was hot as a firecracker and had been around a lot, she thought, until I taught her the value of protracted lovemaking with lots of buildup. She had helped break the ice with her younger sister, Bitsy, who was getting very interested in becoming a woman in every way, but I had a plan. It was a sneaky way to pay for her college expenses without her thinking of it as charity. She had something to sell!After our three-way fuck session, the ice was completely melted around. As usual, on my jog around the park on a Saturday morning, with likewise people who just wanted to keep fit, I had got to know most of them from my regular runs, most of them being around the 50 year old mark, but this particular Saturday I saw a new face in the crowd, he wasn't a regular, he was about 30 ish, but what made me take more notice of him was, as he ran along I saw his cock swinging from side to side in his shorts, it made me hard instantly, I fucking loved looking at it, my first. “Tiffy,” I said a little louder this time. Still nothing. I nibbled and kissed her neck and her ears and ran my hands under the sheets to her breasts. I began to caress her wonderful, perky tits. I squeezed her left nipple. She moaned and squirmed. “Tiffy,” I said in full volume. She turned her head to say something but I planted a kiss on her lips. This was a kiss like old lovers reuniting. It was firm and passionate and powerful. It made my whole body quiver with desire. Our tongues danced.