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The Care Home

... pleasure throughout our fucking. I went through another hip shaking body rocking orgasm, ‘fuck, fuck, fuck.’ I raised my head to look at Ralph, but a movement through the window above his head caught my eye. It was Mr O’Leary, another guest at the home. He was a similar age to Ralph, but had memory problems. He watched us through the window; I kept fucking as Mr O’Leary looked at me, and I at him. I put a finger up to my lips. But for the window we were just two feet apart and after a minute he held up his thumb and walked on. Oh my god, he gave me another orgasm each new one felt deeper and more wrenching than the last. I was on my umpteenth orgasm, I had never had that many ever before, but the bigger shock was that he had not cum yet, we…he just kept fucking me and fucking me. I was so lost in the throes of yet another fab orgasm that I did not hear the door open. Out of the corner of my eye I caught a figure, it moved. I turned my head and for a second I thought it was Gary. But thankfully it was not, it was Grace, as I looked at her she asked, “Have you seen my glasses dear?” Ralph did not seem concerned and did not miss a stroke, he just kept pumping me. I Said to Grace, “They must be in your room, have you looked in there?” Poor Grace, probably did not understand what I had said, she came close to the bed and squinted her eyes then she said to me, “Are you doing your exercises?” I was breathing heavily and almost on the verge of another orgasm, my body shook and sent ...

... shocks throughout. My eyes closed and I had to force them open to look at Grace and I said, “Sit down Grace; I’ll help you look for them in a while, after I’ve seen to Ralph’s needs.” Grace looked over to Ralph on the bed and said, “So you’re the new man in this room. Are you having a lie down, have you had a long journey?” Grace placed a hand on my back and said, “Aren’t you cold dear?” Ralph had worked out that Grace’s hearing was not that good, and the sarcastic bastard said, “Sit tight Grace, you can have a ride in a minute.” I said to Grace, “Look there’s a chair sit down and I’ll help in a bit.” I then turned to Ralph, I slapped his chest and said, “Fuckin’ shut up, don’t talk to her like that.” And as soon as I said that, Ralph grabbed my arse cheeks hard in his hands and took long, deep thrusts hard into me and said, “I was only joking, I don’t think I’d like her vintage anyhow.” Oh god, fuck, I loved the way his cock felt in me, how could that ‘antique’ of a man fuck like that? I rose up and rode Ralph, my pussy juices flowed freely and my orgasms came frequently. I had my eyes closed and my head looked up. I felt Ralph’s thumb on my clit and he flicked it just so right. I looked across to Grace, she was sat on the chair and had Ralph’s tie in her hand and she looked at it and then placed it onto the table. She then turned and watched us. God, I had never been fucked that long before. Just as my pussy was about to explode again, Ralph’s movements slowed, he pushed his ...