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Anita Hardiman came through, but it wasn’t what I expected. It was way better.

She told the facility manager that she was taking me to visit my cousin in the next county.

In reality she checked us, not just me, into the Classic Hotel right in town. She’d reserved a two bedroom suite. “I want to make sure nothing happens to you while you’re in my care.”

Then to my surprise, Anita took off her clothes; all of them. “Mr. Murton, I’m not putting them on until it’s time to check out.” She giggled. “I hope you don’t mind.”

Naturally, I didn’t. “Anita, I don’t, but I’d like to more than just look at those titties and your delicious pussy.”

She sat next to me on the sofa. “Mr. Murton, you can have them, and if you’re up to it, you can lick my pussy.” There was that giggle again. “Up to it, get it?”

I nodded. I had my doubts about getting it up.

I struggled to my knees. “I was hoping this is what you wanted. Mr. Murton, it’s yours as long as you want it, and my titties, too.”

I licked and licked; running my tongue up and down her slit. “You have the sweetest pussy, Anita.”

“I’d like it if you tried to fuck me with your tongue, Mr. Murton.”

I tried sticking my tongue in her pussy hole. I found her taste even sweeter in there.

When I did her clitoris, just like at the assisted living facility, she went crazy. I was able to massage her clitoris twice before I got tired; making her cum twice.

I was worn out. Miss Hardiman helped me into bed. “Thank you, Mr. Murton. That was marvelous. If you need anything during the night, just call. I’ll be in the next room.”

“I’ll be okay, but I would like something in the morning.”

“After what you just did to me; did to my pussy, anything.”

“Miss Hardiman, would you consider giving me a blowjob?” There I said it. I missed Sandy Gordon blowing me.

“Ummm, remember what I said, if you’re up for it.” She giggled, but she was blushing. Maybe it was from the orgasms.

I slept soundly. I fell asleep with the taste of Anita’s pussy on my breath and her fragrance in my nostrils. It was the best sleep I’d had since the last time Sandy visited me.

I guess I should not have been surprised when I woke up and Anita was in bed with me; naked.

I had to pee. For the first time in ages, I’d slept through the night without peeing. Like I said, I slept soundly.

Anita helped me to the bathroom. I was surprised when she didn’t leave while I was peeing. “Mr. Murton, if I’m going to do what you asked me to do last night, I’m going to see it.”

She helped me back to bed. She helped me get my pajama bottoms off. “Mr. Murton, I’ve given blowjobs before. I like it when the guy I’m with has a nice clean cock. Let me get a washcloth.”

She came back with a soapy washcloth. “Besides, this might help you get excited.”

She washed my cock good. I think she was playing more than washing. More than once, she went into the bathroom to rinse out the washcloth. “Hold

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