My father was getting remarried after being a widower for nearly 15 years. Both my brother and I were very happy for him as he had finally found someone to spend his time with. We had always been worried about him – both of us being married and busy with our own families and all – as we could not spend as much time with him as we would have liked. Anyway, we wanted to make his marriage an exciting affair for him and decided to throw a bachelor’s party for him and his five close friends.

Of course, both of us were involved as well. A stripper or a dancer has been the show piece of any bachelor party and we really wanted to surprise our father so we hired a stripper and arranged for a large motel room to have the party away from home. As luck would have it, the stripper really fell sick on the day of the party and called me to apologize.

I really had no clue what to do… and my brother was busy with some plumbing job he had committed to (I am sure you got it that he runs plumbing services). I called several friends frantically to get a replacement but how many strippers are out there in a remote town like mine? Not many. So I told my wife about my problem… and asked if she knew anyone who could humor some old men for about one hour. But she could not think of anyone.

My wife is about 30, same age as me, and she is hot. Since we do not have any children yet, and since she follows a strict exercise regime, she has this super hot body and a face to match. She is also a very good dancer.

So in the end I just begged her to be the dancer. “Honey, please do this for me… it’s just a little bit of wiggling your butt and tits… please darling just think of it as an hour of aerobics…” Sighing and whining, she agreed. The party was just a few hours away so leaving her to rent a costume and wig, I rushed to the motel to make the other arrangements.

My brother arrived just half and hour before the party straight from his plumbing job and he really raised a stink in his dirty overalls and grease and dirt streaked body. But now there was no time for him to change. Leaving him in-charge of arranging food and drinks, I drove his mini-van to pick the oldies.

There were only three of them waiting for my brother in my father’s house as arranged – my father, looking fit and athletic despite his 55 years of age; his best buddy 60-year-old Kishore – wearing his trademark baggy pants and white shirt and his black skin shining like it had been polished with wax; 70-year-old Rudra, another of my father’s friend who is rather fat and ugly – he works in a tannery so he was stinking much more than by brother.

Anyway, we reached the motel. My brother had miraculously arranged everything (except cleaning himself). We got the three main guests seated and once two rounds of drinks had been served, my brother changed the music to a sexy Latin beat and announced, “And now… in the honor of the groom, I present to you, Judy… and her thunder thighs… Judy? Judy?” Oh gosh, in all the hurrying about, I had completely forgotten that I had not told my brother about my wife being the replacement.

Before I could even murmur anything, I looked at “Judy” and was dumbstruck. Even if my wife’s own father was here, he would have been fooled. My sexy wife was wearing a short red leather skirt (so short that I thought I could even see some of her pussy hair sticking out) and a bright red top with a knot at the back so tight that if she breathed hard, her boobs would spill out. She fuck-me pumps were killing the hard on I had suddenly got as was the slutty red lipstick she was sprouting. The lifesaver was the red wig she was wearing which changed her from her decent pure, faithful wife looks.

My brother whispered in my ears, “Good choice bro… but I think she is new… she has already gobbled down like a full bottle of wine in nervousness.” Oh gosh, this was bad news because once my wife is drunk, she can get very uninhibited.

She stepped in and the three fuddy-duddies (if you can discount my virile brother who was as excited as a 10- year-old boy with his fast car toy) were clapping about and cheering my pretty wife disguised as a stripper. Soon she was gyrating to the music and shaking her booty like she was a professional stripper. She even circled around the oldies… and the three (I couldn’t believe even my father was doing it) oldies started pinching her bottom or groping her tits each time she passed them.

Once when she was shaking her big fat tits in Rudra’s face, the old fart opened the knot at the back, and sure enough the whole garment came off, and so did the twine beauties of my wife. Actually, the creamy white boobs looked relieved that they were finally out of their confinement. My wife must have been aroused because her nipples were erect and sticking out – just a baby boy’s penis. They were rock hard and my father extended his big calloused hand to tweak his own daughter-in-law’s hard nipples.

I saw a wave of pleasure passed over my wife’s face as she moved to my father and shook her breasts in his face. I saw my father’s old tongue flicked out and licked my wife’s nipple briefly.

“Drink some fresh milk, Shanta,” Kishore and Rudra chimed to encourage my father, who got bold and grasped my wife’s big breasts and started sucking on them like a baby. I was slowly dying because I knew once my wife’s nipples were sucked, she starts craving for a cock like a mad woman – like a cow in heat. Sure enough, within two minutes of getting her nipples sucked, she offered her other breast to Kishore who started sucking the fleshy fruit like breast earnestly.

So there was my wife dressed as a stripper entertaining her own father-in-law and his old smelly and horny friends while I – her husband – watched helplessly. My brother was not as helpless as he got turned on by my wife. He moved ahead and started grinding his bulging crotch in my wife’s sticking out ass. Rudra joined him too and they alternated in dry fucking my sweet wife.

My wife was so drunk and so horny that she didn’t care that she was only ACTING as a stripper. She pushed everyone away and started a gentle gyrating sway like a slut. Slowly she twisted her ass down and then moved up again to the tune. Then, in a flash, she pulled the skirt off and flung it in my father’s face. Now she was there clad only in sexy lacy underwear.

My brother, big and strong as he is, plucked her up from her waist and planted her on my father’s lap. He pulled her down from her shoulders and intentionally ground her crotch on my father’s crotch. “Fuck her pussy, fuck her pussy,” chimed Kishore and Rudra – completely drunk and forgetting any kind of civil behavior.

My father was like a breeding bull and my wife was like a cow in heat… I really don’t know how he managed, but while my brother was grinding my wife’s pussy on his crotch, he somehow managed to pull his cock out and in all that motion, his cock jammed in my wife’s hairy pussy from the side parting of her panty. Suddenly, she stopped short; as she must have felt my father’s ageing cock enter her chaste pussy.

A dreamy daze filled her eyes and she looked at me and away. She pushed my brother away and pulled her up. My eyes rolled as I saw the never-ending cock of my father. My father is slightly dark, but his cock was jet black and fatter than my wrist and it must have been, it was, at least 10-inches long… My wife got up and let the cock quiver in air before descending back and sliding on that rampant rod slick with my father’s pre-cum and her own pussy juices.

My wife rode my father’s black meat rod like she was born to do so. Kishore, too, horny at such an erotic sight, pulled out his own cock a perfect match for my father’s cock. He moved in front of my wife and waved his still soft cock in front of my wife’s mouth. Her eyes were closed from the pleasure of being fucked by my father’s fat pussy-beater, and her mouth was parted slightly.

Kishore aimed at her parted mouth and slowly, pinching the root of his cock to increase the hardness, entered the puckered mouth of his uncut black meat in my wife’s parted mouth. This jolted my wife out of her fucking reverie and she was shocked, truly shocked as she never sucks me, at the meaty intrusion of her mouth. Either Kishore’s cock tasted musky and tasty or she was too gone too notice anything, but my wife sucked Kishore’s cock like she had been sock starved for years.

Rudra stood by jerking his smelly brown uncut cock every now and then touching its foreskinned tip with my wife’s hard nipples. A stream of sticky precum made rivulets all over my wife’s creamy white breasts as the three smelly old men – including my own father who was going to get married in three days – fucked her like virile breeding bulls.

My father came first. And he came straight inside his own daughter-in-laws fertile pussy. Once he had wiped the last of his spooze on her hairy pussy, Kishore pulled her onto his own black meat. He fucked her like she was his first love – gentle and slow. When she started fucked her, Rudra offered his smelly leaking cock in her mouth, she accepted the fat salami of a tannery-workers cock and sucked it despite the strong leathery smell.

Rudra came fast and coated my wife’s mouth with his gooey, sticky white cum. I hadn’t noticed before, and by the time I did it was too late for my brother, having discarded his dirty overalls, was holding his massive meaty cock (I must be the smallest dick in the family) just behind Rudra.

Once Rudra moved out of his way, my brother pulled my wife off Kishore’s lap and lay down on the floor. He made Kishore uncle lie down in such a way that his and Kishore uncle’s cock were aligned together. If you held their two cocks together, you would have an awesome girth of at least nine fat inches… but my brother was hell bent on ruining my wife’s petite pussy. My wife meanwhile was glugging alcohol straight from a whiskey bottle – I am glad she did that otherwise it would have been too difficult to take the double penetration that was being prepared for her.

As soon as she had finished the half bottle, my brother pulled her down. He held her up by her thighs (I told you he’s real strong) and as Kishore uncle held their two cocks together, my brother slowly released my wife on their double darts (some fat and long black darts). My wife slid down slowly but helped some by the lubrication provided by my father’s cum deposit previously and some by gravity.

In seconds, she her extremely stretched pussy was grounding on Kishore uncle and my brother’s pubic hair. After giving her a few minutes to adjust to the size, my brother lifted her up again and left her to slide down by herself. He repeated this style of fucking till, Kishore uncle couldn’t take it anymore and shot his thick old smelly cum all over my brother’s cock and inside my wife’s pussy. My brother pushed Kishore uncle’s cum deep inside my wife’s pussy by his blunt- ended thick cock but the heat of Kishore uncle’s scalding hot cock cream and my wife’s moist pussy must have egged my brother’s sperms and he too soon blasted his nuts mixing it all together with my father and Kishore uncle’s cum.

It had already been like three hours of party and all the old men were really fatigued so my brother – after they had all made themselves presentable – drove them to their respective home leaving me to settle the motel account. I went to the reception to clear the bill and drove my car right up front to help my wife get in.

When I went to get my wife from the room, I was horrified to find two old janitors helping themselves with my wife’s holes. One smelly cleaner was filling my wife’s flooded pussy with his gnarled old black cock and the other one had pushed his uncut Mexican cock in my wife’s mouth. My wife was just simply lying down servicing their cocks. Once they were done they wiped their dirty cocks on her face and hair and left.

When I bent down to thank my wife, she French-kissed me, I could taste some smelly tangy bitter-sweet cum left by the Spanish cleaners. Then slowly my wife pushed my head down to her cream filled pussy and said, “Better clean it up…and who else to do it but you since it was your idea and since it was your family who messed my pussy up.”

I was happily slurping on sperm from her freshly fucked pussy when my brother came back to help. His mouth hung open when he saw “Judy” without the wig and when he realized it was my wife. But then it only lasted a minute, the next minute he pulled his overalls down and pushing me away plunged his rock hard fat, blunt-headed cock in my wife’s pussy again. “Now that she has already tasted it, I plan to get it more regularly. Do you mind, you fucking cum-drinking faggot?”

As an answer, I simply bent down and slurped on my wife’s pussy as my brother fucked her with his meaty cock.

“Jesus, did he see you?!?” Brit asked. “Nope, I ducked back around the corner,” she replied quickly. “So tell me, how did he look?!?” Brit asked. “Whattya mean?!? Hannah asked slyly. “You know what I mean!” Brit giggled. “Was is it as big as they say it was?!?” “Ohhhhh, that,” Hannah replied, “I didn’t even notice.” “Didn’t notice!” Brittany practically shouted. “Welllllll, maybe I did get a little peek!” Hannah giggled. Aaaaaand!?!” Brit asked. “It looked like a black snake hanging down from his crotch!” Hannah whispered hoarsely. “Wow!” Brittany replied in awe. “I wish I could have been there, you get all the luck!” “Do you really wanna see it?!?” Hannah asked huskily. “And how!” her friend shot back. “Okay, meet me tonight at the library!” she ordered. “I’ve got a plan!”

“Okay,” Brit said as the two eighteen year old seniors met on the front steps of the city library. “What’s the plan!?!” “He’s already here,” Hannah replied softly, “he went in about ten minutes ago.” “So what?!?” Brit replied nervously. “What are you thinking about doing, I don’t wanna get into any trouble?!?” “Just shut up and follow me,” Hannah said while pulling her friend inside the front door. “Don’t worry, you aren’t going to get into trouble!” she answered with a little exasperation. “Come on, let’s go!” A few moments later the two girls plopped down at the same table Ben Sutherland was using for his history report. “Hi,” Hannah whispered. “It sure is quiet in here, isn’t it???” Ben looked up form his book and replied, “It’s suppose to be quiet, this is a library!” She giggled a little girl’s laugh and asked softly, “Say, I could use a little help back in the stacks, the book I want is way up on the top shelf, do you think you could get it for me!?!” Ben rolled his eyes at the ditsy blonde, shook his head, and then replied while getting up out of his chair, “All right already, but just this once, I’ve got a lot of work to do!”

Hannah gave Brit a wink as they followed Ben Sutherland to the rear of the stacks. “Okay, which one is it!?!” he asked. “Make it snappy!” Hannah quickly looked around to make sure that they were alone before pointing out a huge book way up on the top shelf. Ben eyed the large tome, and after stepping on a foot stool reached up for it. He was just reaching up when he was stunned into silence while Hannah calmly unzipped his well worn blue jeans and slipped her small hand inside his fly! A moment later he regained his senses and stammered, “W-what in the hell do you think you’re doing!?!” By now the cute little blonde had her hand firmly around the rapidly thickening monster, and again in a little girl’s voice replied softly, “Why Ben, I do believe that you’re shy!” Brit hadn’t bargained for anything quite like this and hissed, “Have you gone completely mad, we’re in the middle of a public library for crimony sakes!?!” “Mmmmmm, don’t worry,” Hannah replied smoothly, “no one can see us back here.” “And besides, don’t you wanna suck on this!?!” At that very second Hannah’s hand somehow managed to extract the largest cock Brittany had ever seen in her life!”

Ben again began to protest while trying to get down off the step stool, but Hannah quickly stopped him dead in his tracks as she casually cupped his huge set of balls and gently squeezed him into submission! “Ohhhhhhhhhhh!” he gasped. “P-please, don’t do that, i-it hurts!” “Of course it does,” Hannah whispered to the black giant, “now if you’re good, you won’t get hurt!” Although she was practically frozen with fear, Brittany couldn’t pull her eyes from the incredible erection that bobbed menacingly before them! “Okay, hon,” Hannah sighed. “What say we give this cock a test drive?!?” “You can’t do that!” Ben moaned. “We could get arrested or something!” “Ben, darling,” Hannah replied sweetly, “I definitely think that it’s going to be “or something”!” As a moment later the head of his huge cock slipped smoothly into Hannah’s hot mouth, nearly bringing him to his knees!

This was a first for the big dicked black stud! He had always wondered what it would be like to have a white chick, and now he was finding out! He held on to the shelf for extra support while staring down at the cute little blonde while she hoovered his pecker! “Good grief, are all white chicks as hot as you!?! he moaned softly. “Mmmmm, I think he likes it!” she mumbled to Brittany. “You wanna take a turn!?!” Reluctantly Hannah let the huge head slide out of her mouth while the very eager Brittany took over! “Oh yeah!” he grunted. “You’re all the same, hot mouthed little cocksuckers!” God that sounded good to them! Just hearing him call them “cocksuckers” was a turn on in its own right!” His girlfriend Candice as good, but she couldn’t even hold a candle to these two wide mouthed white cunts! While Brit savored the sensation of having the massive black organ in her hot mouth, Hannah casually opened the top of her blouse and whispered, “Take a look at these, stud boy, wanna suck ‘em!?!”

“Sweet jesus in heaven!” he groaned when Hannah’s cute little tits popped into view. “Y-your nipples are sooooo pink, oh god, l-let me touch them!” “You really like them?” she asked coyly. “I mean they really aren’t very big, are you sure you wanna touch them!?!” Now Ben knew exactly what “Adam went through in the Garden of Eden! A wily woman was more than a match for any man! Adam was just lucky Eve hadn’t used her tits on him, no telling what she’d have made him do, probably chop down the whole fucking tree! “I think he’s gonna shoot it! Brit whispered between licks. “Ohhhhhh no he isn’t!” Hannah replied. “Not yet anyway!” Get down here and sit!” Hannah demanded. With his legs shaking, Ben was actually glad to take a load off as he sat down hard on the rubber covered step stool. “Okay,” Hannah said quietly, “you suck him off while he does my boobs!”

Brittany didn’t have to be told twice as she quickly engulfed the big pecker for the second time! Hannah maneuvered herself so that she offered Ben easy access to her perky tits. “Okay, lover,” she sighed while pulling his mouth to her firm chest, “do mama’s nipples for her!” “Oh myyyyyy!” she gasped as he nipped her perfect nip. “T-that feels so fucking nice!” Without even thinking the hot pussied little blonde plunged her hand down inside of her jeans and began wildly fingering her hard clit! “I think I’m gonna cum!” she gasped. “He’s sucking my fucking tits so wellllllll!” All this was more than poor Brittany could take what with the black monster cradled in her mouth and the sound of Hannah’s rapidly approaching climax! So with both Ben and Hannah looking on in wide eyed wonder, she stood up, lifted her skirt, tore off her panties, and then incredible aplomb turned around and sat down on the thick black piece of cock meat until it was buried to the hilt in her over heated pussy! “Oh fuck that’s nice!” Brit moaned too loudly. “Never in my life……….” By now poor Ben was well past the point of no return! Losing all sense of where they were he grabbed Brit by her plumb ass and began driving his thick spike in and out of her with brutal efficiency! Hannah stumbled back against the shelves while fingering her sopping wet pussy like a mad woman! All three of them were only moments from their orgasms when a voice that resounded like a rifle shot rang out, “Just what is going on back here?!?!?!”

All three heads turned in unison towards the far end of the aisle only to find that old lady Watters was standing there with a her hands on her overly padded hips! With all three students stunned into silence Mz. Watters snapped, “I ask you a question!” “Hannah, what in the devil is going on?!?!” “I demand an answer!” Having now regained her senses Hannah almost casually asked, “What does it look like were doing!?!?” Momentarily thrown off balance by Hannah’s insolence the old librarian stammered, “Well, uh, it looks like, uh…..” “It more than looks like it,” Hannah replied evenly while grabbing the old crone by the arm and dragging her in. With a nod of her head she signaled Brit to dismount from Ben’s lap, leaving his massive member standing tall and proud while still glistening with warm pussy juice! “Have you ever seen such a beautiful cock!?!” Hannah asked the old woman softly. “I’ll bet you masturbate dreaming about fucking such a huge pecker!” “H-how dare you speak to me like that!” the old woman sputtered. “I’ll turn you in, just let goof me!” She struggled to loosen Hannah’s vise like grip, but to no avail! Then as she stood there with her mouth gaping open, Hannah jerked up the startled woman’s dress and literally tore off her white cotton under pants with one hard tug, exposing the hairiest muffy any of them had ever seen!

“W-what are you doing!?!?” she shrieked. Hannah used her free hand to smack the terrified woman right across the cheek, effectively shutting her up! The hard slap seemed to mollify the old biddy, so as Brit and Ben looked on with stunned amazement, Hannah maneuvered Donna Watters around and forced her pussy down over Ben’s still super erect prick! “Uhggggg!” she gasped as nine inches of black dick invaded her unprepared pussy. “I-it’s tooooooo big!” she moaned. “It’s gonna rip me apart!” “That’s the whole idea,” Hannah replied softly. “Okay, Benny, fuck her like the whore that she is!” How did he get himself into this!?!?!” A few minutes ago he was writing a paper on the second world war, and now he was in the process of fucking a sixty some year old white woman while two hot pussied teenaged bitches masturbated like chimpanzees! “How is she?!?” Hannah asked while her finger whipped in and out of her steaming slit. “S-she’s tight!” he gasped. “I’m gonna cum!” Donna Watters had long since given up trying to act shocked as she bounced her fat ass up and down on Ben’s thick gristle! “You cummin’ too, slut!?!” Brit asked while doing her own super engorged clit. “O-oh yes!” she gasped. “I’m right on the edge, so close, so close……..” All four of them were now on the Orgasm Express as fingers and cock drove them all to the very precipice of their climax! With Hannah’s tits still hanging out of her blouse, she suddenly stepped forward and shoved her cute little chest into Donna Watters’ open mouth! Like a baby hungry for a bottle, the old slut greedily sucked one of the little nipples into her warm wet mouth! Brit was the first to go as she gasped, “Sweet mother of god, she’s sucking your fucking tits, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck, I’m fucking cummmmmmmmming!”

It was as if someone had flipped a switch in everyone’s crotch as everyone fired off in orgasms that shook each and everyone of them right to the core! Ben’s thick piece of black bamboo erupted like a volcano, spewing hot load after hot load of life giving cum deep into the old cunt’s gray haired pussy! Hannah pressed her chest hard into Donna Watters’ face while her own pussy lurched out of control as climax after climax rolled through her unabated! With the aisle was lousy with the aroma of fresh cum and pussy juice, both Hannah and Brittany slipped to the floor while Donna sat there stunned, with Ben’s shrinking organ still in her sopping wet box!

“Well,” Hannah finally sighed, “that was fun!” With her face a dark shade of red Donna Watters hopped off of Ben’s lap, and after smoothing her dress slipped quietly away without saying a word. Ben struggled to his feet, and while putting away his now limp organ offered, “You guys are fucking nuts!” “Yeah!” Brit replied dreamily, “But were fun nuts, right, Hannah?!?” All a giggling Hannah replied, “Yeah, were nothing but fun!”

Armondo slipped into the driver’s seat of his new BMW and headed out on the Pacific Coast highway to Velma Ford’s place. Normally he would have been excited at prospect of earning five big ones for and hours work, but in this case he actually dreaded it. In Armondo’s line of work you always tried to keep your mind and body separate, but in reality that was usually impossible to do when you spent half of your day satisfying the sexual desires of a wide range of women, which wasn’t easy to do in the first place, and with older out of shape people like Velma it was definitely a challenge. Before he could even ring the bell, the large heavy wooden door swung open and he was quickly ushered in by Velma Ford. “Hi, love,” she gushed, as she led him by the arm into the living room, “I have a surprise for you.”

“I want you to meet Gloria,” Velma said excitedly, “she’s visiting me for the week and I’ve told her all about you, and she just had to meet you personally.” “Hello, Madame,” he said to the attractive woman of about fifty five, “it’s so nice to meet you.” And it was too, because if he had his druthers, he for sure would rather service Gloria than Velma. “Well, anyway,” Velma continued, “what we hoped, is that you would, uh, do your thing with Gloria, and I’ll just watch.” “Is that your wish, Madame,” he asked graciously?.? “Yes,” she replied softly,”Velma has told me so much about you.” “Everything good, I hope,” he joked, as he sat down beside her and kissed her lightly on the lips. She responded slowly, but offered no resistance as his hand roamed up the front of her dress and rested on her ample bosom. “What is it you would like me to do for you,” he whispered in her ear?.? “Let me see that fantastic body V’s been telling me about.” “As you wish,” he replied while standing up, “would you like to help me, or do you just wish to watch?.?” “I’ll just watch,” she answered, “but I think I’ll get a little more comfortable while I do, so I’ll join you and take off my own things.” The two of them now stood side by side as they removed their clothing, while not taking their eyes off of the other. “My, oh my,” Gloria mused, “V was right, you’re fantastic, on a scale of one to ten I’d give you an eleven.” “Thank you,” he replied softly, as his big cock slid into view, hanging lewdly semi hard between his legs, “here, let me help you with your bra,” leaning up against her to allow his pecker to push against her ass. “Ohhhhhhhh,” she sighed, as he cupped her breasts from behind while grinding his now erect penis into the crack of her ass. From the other side of the room, a now naked Velma was casually fingering her hairy slit and commenting, “Wait until he sticks it in you, babe, I guarantee you’ll cum like a fucking rocket.” “You have exquisite breasts, Gloria,” he whispered into her ear while cupping them and twisting her distended nipples. While panting hard and running her hands up and down the well muscled legs of the youthful lothario, she begged him to take her from behind. “Mmmmmmm,” he whispered, “I may split you in half if we do it that way, are you sure.?.” “Oh my, god,” she moaned, “stop talking and stick it in me, a man in your business should know when a woman needs a big cock inside of her.”

Gloria broke away from Armondo’s grasp and leaned over the back of an easy chair with her legs spread wide apart, turning her head to look at him she said in almost a derogatory voice, “Well, are you man enough to fuck a real woman, or are you gonna just stand there with your pecker in your hand.?.” Armondo wasn’t used to having his clients speak to him in such an earthy fashion, so for a moment he was a little put off by her forwardness, but when she lewdly wiggled her ass from side to side as an open invitation to fuck her, well, that was all it took, as he bolted up behind her and roughly rammed his pecker all the way to the hilt inside of the hot mouthed bitch, slamming her for all he was worth, he was waiting for her to beg him to stop, but much to his surprise and delight, she simply arched her back and pleaded for more. It had been ages since he fucked a woman this hard, and incredible as it seemed, this was no young cunt with elastic pussy, but a fifty five year old woman who was in the process of fucking him under the table.

“So,” he panted between strokes, “you like it hard do you, well I’m gonna fuck you to within and inch of your fucking old hag life you fucking cunt,” as he speared her with vicious strokes that would have torn a normal woman to shreds. Much to his chagrin, however, instead of hearing her surrender, she laughed and said, “My, you have such a naughty mouth, Armondo, do you talk that way around your mother, she would be ashamed if she knew how you were speaking to a woman of my age.” “Sweet fucking jesus,” he thought as his pecker turned to absolute blue steel, “she’s out of her fucking mind, I’m gonna shoot any second now and she’s just going to laugh at me.” From the other end of the room he heard a familiar voice join in on his humiliation, “Hey big stud,” Velma crowed, “I thought you were going to give a five hundred dollar fuck, instead you’re gonna leave her hanging cuz you can’t keep up with and old woman.” “Shut the fuck up, Velma,” he spat, “when I’m done with her, I’ll fuck you up your fucking ass.” “Don’t make any promises you can’t keep stud boy,” Velma shot back, as she furiously worked her clit over with her middle finger, “I’m doin’ just fine here, and I don’t need you to help me get my gun off.”

Gloria took another ten hard ones form Armondo’ cock before she shoved her as back wards and disengaged his pecker from her cunt while saying, “You’re too much of a baby to get me off, sonny, come over her V, let’s show the pretty boy how to get a woman off.” Velma hopped up from her perch at the other end of the room and waddled over to the sofa where Gloria had parked her ass with her legs spread wide apart. “Okay, hon,” Gloria cooed to Velma, “you know what to do, show pretty boy here how to eat a pussy.” Velma didn’t have a great body, but the one thing she could do was suck, whether it be a hard cock or a soft pussy, she was right a home with her mouth paying oral homage to another person’s sexual organs. “W-what do you want me to do,” Arnmondo fairly whined to Gloria while he watched fat assed Velma slurp on her extremely wet pussy.?. “Why, Armondo,” she replied sweetly, “take your cock into your hand and jerk it of course, that’s what little boys do isn’t it, jerk off because they can’t get a real girl.?.” Rage now filled his eyes and his heart, this was too much, he was the expert here, he was the professional, and here was this old hag giving him orders and making him feel like dog shit. His boner was about ready to explode, but he would be goddamned if he was gonna give this bitch the luxury of seeing his seed spill onto the floor. “Velma,” he thought wildly, “just like I said I’m gonna fuck her fat fucking ass. “Okay bitches, watch this,” as he forced Velma’s ass cheeks apart and jammed his unlubricated pecker deep into her bowels, “how does that feel you fucking slut whore.?.” Velma stiffened up like she was shocked with a cattle prod, but her mouth never left Gloria’s cunt, and soon, all three of them were racing at warp speed towards their orgasms.

When it was all over, Armondo dressed silently, not wanting to look the two women in the eyes. He was about to leave when Gloria called out, “Leave the five hundred on the table, sonny.” “What five hundred,” he sputtered, “in fact, you owe me five hundred.” Gloria rubbed her chin and thought about it for a second or two and said, “Well, you’re probably right, but we have this tape, the one right in this case, that shows two old women making you look like a fucking piece of crap, and all it will cost you is five hundred dollars.” Standing there stunned, Armondo instantly realized if that tape got passed around he would be the laughing stock of the decade and lucky to get any more business of any kind, let alone the high class stuff.

“I guess we showed him,” Velma said, as Gloria counted out the five one hundred dollar bills that the infuriated young man had flung at her, “I guess we did for sure.