I watched mortified as he pour some it the cum into the palm of his left hand and coated his right hand with it. Then he poured the rest onto my pussy... and massaged it in. What the fuck is this old man up to?He went back to fingering me. Before that, he had been using two fingers but now he had three and then four inside me. He began pushing hard against me and I felt the hardness of his knuckles grinding against my pubes. "Walter, what are you doing?" I asked just before I felt myself being. As she left Denise picked up her bag and followed after her. Five minutes later I was pleasantly surprised to see Theresa walking back with Denise as they shared some joke and laughed together before walking back into the bar and exchanging another comment before they each say back down. ‘What’s so funny?’ I asked gesturing over to Denise. ‘Just girl talk’ she said and I saw them both smile at each other. ‘Looks like a lot more than just girl talk to me’ I said looking across at Denise. ‘You. He took a break one afternoon and sat down in the barn to rest for a bit. He lay back on a bale of hay and closed his eyes for a few minutes. As he lay there relaxing he heard what he thought was the sound of a girl giggling. He opened his eyes saw no one and figured he must have been dreaming or imaging the sound he heard. After a few more minutes of resting, he sat up on the hay bale and looked around, he saw a girl run by the barn door giggling and he yelled "Hey". She stopped and looked at. ” “I like the way you think,” I said, and I got up, and walked around the bed, and after dropping the towel, I slid in under the covers, on Linda’s right. As I dropped the towel, Linda’s eyes went to my jutting tool again, and she gave me her mischievous smile, but said nothing, as I got in beside her. “That’s better,” Linda said, and I turned on my left side, resting on my elbow, and lifted the covers so I could look at her naked body. Last night we had made love with the covers over us every.