Another 'gang' member visits.

"Where's my Easter treat?" asked an eager and familiar voice to Abbie.

The pretty brunette retirement home aide opened her violet eyes, her head resting on the wooden rail behind her. She had just come all over John Ray's skilled tongue, and was enjoying a little respite in the springtime air in the gazebo outside the home.

"Why, hello there, Mr. Chambers," Abbie said with a playful sense of formality as she looked up at the man standing just outside the gazebo. His hand stroked her bare arm as they exchanged pleasantries.

"Oh, never mind, I think I've found my Easter treat right here!" Mark Chambers smiled as he brought the straps of Abbie's slip down the smooth shoulders of the arms he had been caressing.

Abbie merely laid back, still basking in the afterglow, and allowed the horny old man to expose her thirty-eight inch titties as he continued to work the straps off her arms. She then felt his callused, shaky hands caress the titflesh he adored so. She felt him pinch her nipples, causing her to get tingly deep inside, once again.

Just as the eighteen-year-old recovered from the exquisite nipple ****, she saw Mark bend his head over the rail and begin suckling at the titties he still held high in his hands.

Big John Ray still had a hardon that wouldn't quit, especially after watching his crony bare the teen's boobs and begin to lap at them. When he saw the girl writhe on the bench as Mark gobbled at her boobs, he could take no more.

The old man lifted Abbie's wide hips off the bench and hoisted her ass up in the air, until her juicing pussy was even with his eight-incher.

"Careful, Big John! Remember your back!" Pearl warned from her position on the opposite bench as she watched the man show a strength she, nor he, for that matter, didn't realize he still possessed.

Working on lust and adrenaline, John Ray skewered the nursing home aide's little-used pussy with one long stroke and began fucking into her with similarly long, slow swipes.

It wouldn't be long, though, until his pace quickened, as the girl in the mauling hands of the two senior citizens climaxed, her pussy clenching Big John's shaft and drawing his cockcream out his old staff.

Pearl Johnson, meanwhile, was accomplishing the same with Mark Chamber's thick old cock.

She had wanted to get in on the fun when she saw the two old goats starting to manhandle dear Abbie. So the withered old woman worked her way around the outside of the gazebo and sat outside the building's rail and proceeded to fish out Mark's stiffening cock. She then gave the manflesh a good gumming, making the man gasp and groan along with the two inside the gazebo.

Now, as Abbie climaxed on Mark's suctioning lips and Big John's pile-driving cock, Pearl received a tasty mouthful of mancream.

Minutes passed, as the old folks, and their 'caregiver', caught their respective breaths. It was Pearl who glanced at the fancy wristwatch her dear Carl had given her and exclaimed, "We better get back inside! We don't have much time to get ready before they arrive! Especially if you want to pay a visit with Frank before they do, Abbie!"

"You're right, Nana!" Abbie said as she glanced at her own watch. She quickly pulled on her flowery Easter dress over the hastily rearranged slip and tucked the panties in her purse for now.

"Will you guys be alright if I go on ahead?" asked Abbie concernedly, as she and the other three of the 'gang of four' stepped out of the gazebo.

"Sure, Abbie, you go run ahead, us old folks will be along shortly!" smiled Pearl, patting her on the shoulder.

In reality, Abbie wasn't that far ahead of the others, as she took the more circuitous walkway in her high-heeled court shoes, instead of cutting across the lawn. She did reach the lounge a few minutes ahead of the others, enough time to drive the old man crazy.

Abbie walked up to the special seat the Easter Bunny-costumed old man was poised in, trying to adjust the big fabric mache head.

Frank Rosen made an even more concerted effort to align the screened rabbit eyes when he saw the delectable Abigail Harris sauntering towards him through the otherwise empty hall, her spring finery swishing about her hourglass frame. It looked like she was swinging panties from the delicate fingertips of her right hand.

As Abbie reached Mr. Rosen, she unceremoniously plopped down in the man's lap and threw an arm around his wide neck.

"So, Mr. Easter Bunny, what are you going to fill little Abbie's basket with this year?" she teased, as she toyed with the costume headpiece's nose.

"Why, you little tart!" she barely heard Frank mutter from deep inside the big head. "When I get out of this outfit, I'll show you what.."

Despite his blustering, Frank couldn't conceal his delight at her teasing.

Abbie was happy to feel a bulge under her pantiless butt in the soft woollen lap of the rabbit. "Oh, Mr. Bunny!" she continued in a soft voice, "Is that a carrot in your pocket or are you just glad to see me!" Abbie continued to mercilessly tease the confined man.

"Ohoh, guess you won't get in my cabbage patch right now! Here come our friends!" Abbie said into the rabbit's earhole as she watched the rest of the gang shuffle up to the Easter Bunny's throne.

Abbie gestured to the Polaroid camera set up for pictures with the Easter Bunny. "Mark, could you get the camera ready so we have a keepsake photo of us all before we get to the work at hand?"

Chambers, of course, gamely did so, and he, Pearl and John Ray gathered behind Abbie and Frank at the Easter Bunny's seat.

The camera flashed, and so did Abbie, as a second shot fired off. She had raised the lightweight slip and dress to reveal her pantiless pussy.

They all gathered around, and were amused and aroused at the results.

"I'll have copies made for us all!" exclaimed Mark Chambers, chuckling as Frank cried for enlargements.