It turned out that each of us three had saved a considerable amount of funds, and so together, we had no trouble making the down payment cougars and with a thirty-year year mortgage and survivors agreements in place, things worked out just fine. Margie and I would have the main bedroom together and Kiko would have her own. To make up for the absence of the drama of two growing kids, we got two Yorkie-poos and three cats with very distinctive personalities. That filled in our drama quotient for sure. And when the kids came to visit, they complained that we hadn’t done that when they were young. And we reminded them that they had provided more than enough drama themselves for that time. Over the next twenty years or so, Margie, Kiko and I all approached and passed out social security ages and retired. Margie and Kiko had done very well with their child care facilities and in fact franchised the Cocksuck operation and so would have a nice amateurs income in their retirement. I had done well with the grocery company and retired as a District Manager with profit sharing and a big fat I.R.A. Also, the original contents of the satchel were still in the bank deposit box, slutwife never having been touched. We three decided to do some cruising and land traveling, so did so covering much of the Earth over the next fifteen years. When in our mid-eighties, we settled down to a more relaxed manner of life. When I had come to my seventy-fifth birthday night, I had repeated the key phrase to discontinue the rebounding out loud, and in my sleep got the response that they acknowledged that and granted me to live out a normal lifespan and die a natural death. I thanked them for that. So, on a clear and warm spring evening, I gathered my two favorite gals to seats on the porch overlooking our back acre and told them that I had a story for them. I asked them to bring a wine glass each, because it was a whopper. I told them of each of my lives, beginning with my original one. And how it had been a very good one, with a good wife and family. I had loved them all very much. And that I had worked for thirty-five years with the same grocery company that I had worked for during their sharing of my life. That I had been a minister also, for over forty-two years and loved that, too. But, that my marriage caved in at the last due to circumstances that neither of us could handle. And that I had spent the next fourteen years in loneliness, except for some very lovely sex workers who at least took care of those needs for me. Then I told them about the Rebounding to the physical age of eighteen in physical form, that was totally unexpected and my life that led to a wonderful marriage to Mariko. The timing of it had been from the time concurrent with the time of my passing. And the sad ending for her with a lost mind. And then the second Rebound. And then I related the adventure that my second rebound life had been, with it retreating to the time that I had been eighteen as well as having that age, then too. I told them about Dixie my step-sister and about our involvement and then her death in Viet Nam as stocking an Army nurse, helping others. Also about the passing of my ‘step-father’ and the continuance of my relationship with Muriel until her death. I promised you we’d take it slow, so we could just touch each other, again.” Please tell me you did, cause I know I did . . . It would have been perfect if not for her tail pressed against my inner thigh. Henry sat on the edge of the bed, next to her, and placed his hands on her breasts. Had Robert just accepted Cocksuck me as a son and saw his wife as she wanted to be seen, all of this could've been avoided, but he didn't. The head of my dick struggled to get past her asshole for only a few seconds and then popped amateurs inside. She started moving her hips. I was so horny. There in the bathroom, as he hovered over me, his shaft was fat and twitched in the cool air. We went out of the club and back to the slutwife car. Hanna was going over her friends house that evening, so it was just Max and Gwen, both in their sleepwear, or lounge wear, since they do sleep nude. He told me. cougars “Here, baby, keep your head on this and spread your sexy ass wide for me.” I said as I pushed the balled up towel to her from the back. Chloe hadn’t moved, and Jon had to say ‘Come on Chloe, lift that skirt right up and show us what you’ve got.” As Lace felt the two steel rods within her pulse and throb the first molten eruption exploded in her ass, Maria’s growl, strong and dominant rumbling out of her throat as she pumped a thick virile load into Lace’s little pink star, each liquid pulse shooting thick hot strands into a growing lake of cum deep within her ravished body. We discussed the do’s and don'ts of meeting and his first sex session before deciding to give it some time so they can know each other better. I watched as his cock grew harder pressing a tent in his pants. She had tried sucking her own tits, but it was hopeless. At that point, we had all been either jacking our own pricks or she had jacked them for us for well over an hour. I groaned and locked my legs around the sides of her head, my body relaxing in hedonistic splendor, in sinful surrender. Jody had the mirror image of Brooke’s face, with smooth skin and stocking almost no makeup.