Fuck Murray

She tried to push down any guilt. This wasn’t her fault, it was all Hubert’s. She wasn’t choosing to fuck Murray, she was choosing the easier path through Hubert’s twisted demands.

“Okay,” Lindsey said rising up from her kneeling position. She turned around guiding Murray’s cock to her slit as she lowered herself. “Mmm,” she moaned a touch as he filled her.

“Damn Jugs, you’re going to kill an old man feeling this good,” Murray groaned, grabbing tight on her waist.

Cyril guided her head down to his crotch, “Can’t let Murray have all the fun.”

She bounced on Murray’s cock while bobbing her head on Cyril’s. The two old men grunting as she serviced their dicks. Murray’s fingers dug into her hips, he slapped her rear leaving a stinging red mark due to his strength despite his age.

Cyril kept her mouth busy, thrusting in and out. His cock gliding over her tongue, he guided one of her hands from his thigh to his balls. She toyed with his nuts, rolling them between her fingers.

The two talkative men quieted as their respective climaxes approached. Lindsey wasn’t immune to the pleasure either, especially when Murray reached around to rub her clit.

Murray grunted as he pulled Lindsey tight against his lap. He shook under her, filling her womb with his seed. All the while Cyril continued to use her mouth for his own pleasure. Murray’s grip on her hip loosened as he went limp under her, his cock slowly deflating within her.

Murray didn’t cease his ministrations. Lindsey would cum herself before long, and she could feel that Cyril wasn’t far off either.

Cyril’s balls bounced off her chin as he pushed forward. Murray gave her another spanking, the sensation burning through her bottom as his fingers brought her over the edge. She moaned as her orgasm swept through her body, her core tightening, spasming around Murray’s flaccid cock.

Cyril took the vibrations of her throat as his cue to hilt himself. His cock swelling as his own orgasm was reached. She felt the warm thickness pour down her throat as her body begged for air, while shaking in ecstasy.

She didn’t realize how much she’d been leaning against Cyril until he pulled out and she collapsed forward onto the floor. She knelt there, Murray’s jizz now slowly leaking from her pussy, while the final bead of Cyril’s streaked across her cheek as his cock gave a final twitch where it rested against her face.

“Wowza Jugs, that was quite the ride,” Cyril bemused as he pulled his pants back into place.

“Feel free to visit again,” Murray agreed, “We’re here most days. And if not you can always stop by Local Senior Living.”

Lindsey wasn’t sure how to respond so she sheepishly responded with a, “Maybe.” She found her clothes and checked her phone. She was running a little late, but not anything to be too worried about.

She rushed out of the restroom, the crowd outside had cycled out some while gaining a few new faces. Rylee was busy with a new customer, but Riley smiled as she caught Lindsey’s gaze. Lindsey blushed when the blonde winked at her.

She was about to the door when Murray’s voice called out, “Jugs.” She considered not turning around but he continued, “You forgot your coffee.” Lindsey looked back and saw her iced coffee sitting next to the old men’s mugs and newspapers.

“Th-thanks,” she said grabbing the drink and rushing out to her car.

As she started the engine her phone buzzed. *Dwing*

[A gold star for going above and beyond.] Followed by a picture, a bird’s eye view of Lindsey spitroasted between the two Korean War vets. [Now get to work, you wouldn’t want to be late. I don’t know if sucking cock is a valid excuse.]