She went to her room she shared with her sister. Alone in their bedroom, she hid all of Bridget’s trophies and blue ribbons from tennis in high scho...ol that covered the wall and their dresser top.All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older. Any coincidence of names is strictly in the mind of the author and does not represent any persons living or dead.Jim Egan had finally had it up to here and the rears belonging to his squabbling grown granddaughters would feel his. I’d been watching them, wishing they were me, pretending my fist was a stinking fat orc cock fucking me into the cervix. “I can’t!” I panted, my breaths accelerating, “If I fuck someone, I won’t be able to stop myself from begging them to come inside me! I’ll wrap my legs around them and force the issue if they try to pull out!” I was moaning now, the squelching sound of my fist accompanying it, my knuckles digging deliciously into the hungry flesh, each blow sending bouts of pleasure that. She felt warm, sticky with those first after-shower drops of sweat. I turned her around. She looked at me as I used the towel to dry her legs, holding it between them. The towel was keeping my hand from directly touching her pussy, but that didn't keep me from moving my fingers around. Evelyn threw her arms around me and spread her legs ever so slightly, giving me just enough room in between. I didn't make any effort trying to hold onto the towel, and when it dropped onto the wet floor, my hand. Within minutes, Jim's cock was showing signs of life. The two women were amazed at the quantity of juice Jim had squirted on his face, chest and stomach. They worked on him until he was clean, alternating sucking his cock until he was hard again.When Jim saw Jenny and Katie kiss and share his cum his cock began to pulse. He could never remember getting hard that quickly after such an intense climax.When the two were done licking Jim, Katie got up to leave. She assumed her role was done..