Not with a limp dick

Tony fell back, drained and exhausted.

His grandmother gazed used Tracy's eyes to gaze at Tony's shriveling dick with unbridled passion. Her now young pussy dripped with a burgeoning sexual passion.

"Fuck me," she croaked.

"I can't, babe. Gimme a few minutes," he gasped.

"I need it now. I need it bad, Tony. I can't wait," his grandmother groaned she she began to rub Tracy's pussy. It wasn't enough.

She was disappointed in her grandson. No way she knew how long it would take for him to get hard again. And if he was experienced enough to satisfy her.

Tony snored. Tony's grandfather was the same way. They fucked and he'd roll over and went to sleep.

She took one last look at his limp dick and left.

Beth caught a glimpse of Tracy's body in a mirror. She stripped and admired the young breasts and cute tush. She put on the blouse and jeans but not the sheer bra or panties.

She grabbed Tracy's purse for the car keys.

In minutes, she hopped inside Tracy's sporty little sedan. She hadn't driven in years because of her eyesight. She didn't need glasses anymore. Her hair was thick and flowing in the wind with the windows open.

Beth saw a brick building with several motorcycles in front. She noticed a neon sign advertising a beer that her husband used to drink.

She parked and jogged inside.

The door opened and let in the sun. As the door shut behind her, Tracy's eyes adjusted to the dimness. Her 18-year-old hormones flooded her aged mind. She needed sex. She looked at the rough men around the bar. She licked her lips. Bearded men. Black men. Hispanic men. White men. A couple of sexy women. She was going to enjoy them all.

Tracy was about to lose her virginity with a gang bang.

"I'm going to stretch this young pussy to its limits!" she thought.

"Who wants to fuck?" she announced.