Page loading time secs : 0. Out in the van, Jennifer was growing increasingly impatient. She looked at her watch, then at the office door, than back at her watch. After twenty minutes of waiting impatiently, she reached for the door handle.
They were both engrossed in their music, and didn't pay her any attention. She hesitated outside the door. Getting no response, she pushed the screen door open and went inside. At first she didn't see anyone. Then, a slurping noise got her attention and she looked over to the area behind the reception counter. Jennifer saw the old man sitting back in his chair, head back and smiling. She took a few steps toward the counter, and that's when she could see the top of the head bobbing up and down in the old geezer's lap.
The old pervert was getting a blow job! She almost turned around and left then, when she recognized who the bobbing head belonged to.
Her husband was on his knees, sucking on the old man's now stiff cock. She stood still, staring at them, and the old man looked at her. She looked at the old man in disbelief. Looked at his face and noticed his bad eye. She found herself being drawn to that eye.
Without realizing what she was doing, she lifted the gate and moved closer, staring at the milky blue orb. She was standing next to her husband, who kept slurping the cock, and she bent forward to look even closer.
