His wife's sister, but Joy doens't know that yet

Joy shrugs. But Ashley is clearly someone important. You take two seconds to wonder, and when you turn your attention back to Joy and Walter, their tongues are in each others' mouths. Joy's whole body shivers with lust as Walter's hands reach around her and grab her tight ass.

She wasn't kidding. She really does have a thing for old guys.

You smile. This night is only getting naughtier. You wonder where it could go from here.

Walter looks at you. "Does the thought of watching me and Helen turn you on?"

You nod "Yes." You don't mind playing into his fantasy.

"Have you ever masturbated while thinking about us?" He asks. It's odd to hear a sweet old man be so very dirty. But you suppose they have dirty thoughts too.

"Yes" you say softly.

"Well then, why don't you tell your sister what to do?" Walter smiles

Joy's head whips around to look at you. She had no idea that Ashley was Helen's sister, you can tell from the expression on her face. She's shocked. But she must be at least as turned on as you are,

Her expression settles from surprise into filthiness. "Yeah, sis. Tell me what to do."

You settle in. Your cunt is so wet right now. You can't wait. "I want to watch you lick his cock" you say, hopefully proving to Walter that your mind can be just as filthy as his.

You've barely even gotten the words out before Walter's pants are at his ankles, and his thick, rock hard cock is peaking up through his boxers.

He glances at you, but then focuses most of his attention back to Joy. You can't believe you're about to watch perfect little Joy from high school lick his wrinkled member.

He sits on the edge of the bed and spreads his legs. And Joy falls to her knees, licking her lips, pulling down his boxers as if she can't control her desire to taste what's underneath.

She leans in and glides her tongue up the bottom side of his long shaft, letting out a little moan as she goes. Then she turns to you and asks. "How's that, sis?"

You have to rub yourself. You can't possibly hold out any longer. So you quickly jump into a chair you see in the corner of the room, and shove your hand down into your pants. Your fingers feel so good curling into your wet twat, and rubbing around your hard clit.

Joy continues to lick up and down on Walter's shaft. It's not long before his old cock is covered in precum and spit, making long gooey strands between his flesh and her lips.

"Is this what you want?" She asks, slurping up some saliva from the tip of Walter's cock.

You're thinking with your clit now. "I want you to lick him lower."

And Joy nods. She must be thinking with her clit too. And she spreads her saliva all over his wrinkled scrotum. Walter watches intently, happily, but doesn't moan.

Joy takes one of his testicles in her mouth and sucks it for a bit. You want to cum watching it. But you want it to never end either.

"Lower" your clit tells you to say.

And Joy obeys, slipping her tongue down to Walter's taint. His legs are spread as wide as possible now.

"Lower" you say, almost out of breath. "Show your... husband you'll do... anything for him.

Watching Joy supplicate herself for this old man may be the hottest thing you've ever seen. And your cunt feels like it's going to explode as you watch her tongue slide itself into his elderly asshole.

She licks him as if he's the most delicious thing she's ever tasted. Maybe he is, you think. Or maybe it's her degradation that she can't get enough of. But either way, she definitely can't get enough.

And Walter clearly can't stand it either. His asshole is soaked from her tongue. You wonder what's wetter, his asshole or your twat. But you don't have time to wonder long. You're distracted by the beautiful sight of cum streaming from his cock onto Joy's pretty blonde hair.

And you decide to stop rubbing, to deny your own climax. Doing so, you know, will only make you crazy. And you want to be crazy. You want to be crazy forever.

Then, Walter has a proposition. He looks down at Joy, covered in his cum, still sitting between his legs. "You know girls... I don't have any family... and eventually I've got to leave my money to someone. I think maybe it should be you two... with one condition..."