And even as the old knowing w***e ate the great pearly globs of his ejaculate from the most wickedly exciting bowl that could ever be imagined, at the same time he ran his fingers caressingly through the heavy dark waves at the back of the other girl’s obedient head, holding her, stroking her, petting her, encouraging her. On and on Garrett wallowed, reveling in the sight, the smell, the feel, the very thought of it all. Smiling benignly, he tousled the older lady’s head fondly as she worshipped in what he had done, and, breathing heavily, he craned his neck further until his nose was sunk in that aromatic forest of glossy, spermy ebon curls. He shivered with her there, dreamy and glassy-eyed and unashamed, and the slender little girl with one hand gripping his buttock just sucked and suck
