One Wednesday afternoon, Alex texted me to say he was super horny and coming over. I replied saying I had something in mind but he better be quick. I ...dropped my shorts and low and behold, I was wearing a red speedo (I’m Dave Speedo Evans, of course, I was wearing a speedo).Then I placed a wooden chair from my tiny dinner table in my tiny living room. I grabbed some rope out of my room (again, of course, I have rope). First, I tied my legs to the chair, then I tied my torso to the chair, I. He keeps the boat shipshape and in regular use. On weekends, I take her out by myself for some quiet.”“Except for the sounds of water lapping at the hull and the slam of the sails as the wind hits them,” she smiled at the memory.“Would you like to sail with me?” It had slipped out before he'd considered the consequences. She worked for him, albeit elsewhere in the company. It was too late; he couldn't take it back. And didn't want to.“I'd love that,” she said, picturing him in command behind. Even in his seventies he was in super condition, muscular and tall.She clung to him as he effortlessly stood up, his cock still buried inside her, he then turned around and laid her back on the sofa with him above her.“Oh yes Grandad, is this the first time you’re going to fuck me hard not slow and gentle like usual?”“I think it’s time you learned how to take a proper fucking,” he said.“Oh yes Grandad…yes please… l’ve been practicing with the big dildo, l am ready Grandad, really l am.”He. He was pleased that, even in death, Rachel gave good head. Rick held her head up by her beautiful, thick blonde hair as he worked his cock past her sensuous cherry lips and into her warm mouth, stroking his huge cock harder and harder, faster and faster, deeper and deeper until he finally came hard, spewing a torrent of hot sticky juice down her slender throat, over her beautiful face and into her bright platinum hair. As he gazed into his lover’s big blue eyes, Rick rubbed his still-hard cock.