Her middle finger rubbing her cotton panties into the opening of her asshole. The thought of her possibly enjoying having her pussy and ass fucked with his cock nearly caused him to cum right away. He was reaching his hand down her crack when suddenly there came another knock at the door. Richard went flush thinking they had been caught, Clarice still struggling to get his hot rod deeper.

"Clarice! There's someone at the door! Clarice!" he said repeatedly. Clarice pulled herself off with a sigh and said, "You straighten up. I'll get it." Richard quickly pulled his pants together and picking up a sweet off the tray, sipped some coffee from the mug Clarice had brought. Pierce and Jacky walked into the dinning room smiling. Clarice had a basket in her hands, "They got me a house warming gift. Oh, I love you mom. Dad." Jacky noticed the cup with her name on it, "Clarice made me that cup when she was at prayer camp after graduating high school." Richard felt guilty; he's using the cup that Clarice made for her mother, Clarice was just sucking his cock, he's taking her away from them. It was all a little surreal. Jacky silently mouthed, 'Thank You.'

"We got you something too. Don't get up." said Pierce handing an envelope over. "It's a room for let contract. Make sure she reads and signs it. You can fill in the holes." Richard laughed, "Thanks. I'm going to do just that." How ironic his words were, 'fill in the holes,' just after he had thought the same thing about his daughter. Clarice took them back to show off the room she cleaned and moved some of her stuff into. They talked as Richard sat and sipped his coffee having another sweet to restore his strength. After a couple of long stern comments from her mother and father, Clarice returned, "I'm going over to my house... I mean, my parent's house for a little while. I'll be back soon." Richard felt a wave of relief as they exited the house. He took a deep breath and thought, 'What will happen next?'

After getting up from the table and walking around the back yard he went in to look at Clarice's room. She did a wonderful job straightening up and arranging her mementos on the dresser. There was a long cotton evening gown laid out on the bed. Richard wondered if it was going to actually get used. Dirty old man, he repeated in his mind. He walked back into his own room and looked at the clock, 3:30 in the afternoon. Time for a nap. Laying on the bed he became restless. His dick was hard then soft then hard again. It was difficult to get comfortable as he lay there wondering, thinking about Clarice, his new youthfulness, the neighbors and how things were going to work out. He grabbed at his cock every time it got hard. Finally he faded off to sleep.

Richard felt it was dark. He stretched and tried to look around in the dark. There was a lump in the bed next to him. It was Clarice. She had come home while he was asleep. He got up to change and pee before returning to bed and gently sliding in next to her. He could feel her heat and her body lift and collapse with each breath. God he missed having someone in the bed next to him. It's been so lonely for so many years. He just laid there quietly enjoying her just being there. Soon he was fading off again.

Soon Richard was awoken by rustling and rubbing against his body. He wondered if he was still sleeping. Is this a dream, he thought. As he slowly woke he found Clarice had pushed herself against him so he was spooning her. His dick was hard and she was gently rubbing her butt against it. Did she know what she was doing, he thought. Slowly he slid a hand up to her shoulder and gently brushed her arm. There was a quiet 'mmm' coming from her side of the bed. The stiff rod between them ached as her cute little ass rubbed and rubbed. Richard couldn't stop himself and arching his hips pushed the hot poker between her small cheeks. That's when he felt her fingernails scratch his pajamas and his dick. Her body shook a little when she realized what it was she touched.

Rolling her head she spoke, "Richard. I need you." Richard slid his hand around to her neck and kissing her cheek gave it a squeeze. Clarice shook again arching her back searching for his lips with hers. He held her tight and kissed her lips teasing her mouth with his tongue. She quickly spun around to face him, one hand on his shoulder and one on his stiff cock. Richard let go of her neck and slid his hand down to her ass. She was wearing her small nightgown and the usual cotton panties. His big hand covered her crack and his fingers found the wet spot. He ground his hand in holding her tight as they kissed, their tongues holding a battle royal in their mouths. Her hand stoked his meat as he continued to rub and squeeze her holes. Again her body shook under his wise moves, she groaned into his mouth.

Richard let go of her cheeks and he rolled onto his back. Clarice took no time in shifting down to his waiting cock. She pulled it free from his pajamas and frantically licked and kissed it. He was hard but after the last couple bouts of exercise, he wasn't sure if he would cum very soon. Still, Clarice didn't know that. Her youth left her needy but inexperienced. She soon had his stiff rod against the back of her throat while she serviced all she could get into her mouth. Richard could tell she was trying, "Move your legs closer to me, this way." He instructed her to lay parallel to him. When she did it made getting the angle much easier and she was able to slide herself right down his shaft to the root. Her hand shot down between her legs as usual. Richard could smell her fragrance. Sliding his hand under her hips and beneath her panties he said, "Let me help you with that." She reluctantly let go of her hold but kept feeling his hand as it took place of hers.

Richard's big hand cupped her hot wet pussy lips and his fingers were positioned right to the opening of her asshole. The slick juices got rubbed around until she was wet from crack to crease. Clarice enjoyed the sensations and was pumping herself up and down on the full length of his glorious shaft. He poked a slippery finger into her asshole as he rubbed. Clarice's body began to tremble. He slid it in and out mimicking her rhythm. Her body jumped into a small orgasm. Then he slid his thumb into her love canal. His middle finger sliding all the way into her hot asshole. It tightened and released as if it was milking his finger. Her body began to spasm and her actions caused Richard to squeeze his fingers together touching his thumb and middle fingers inside her canals. This seemed to throw Clarice into a huge orgasm and she choked and gagged through waves of pleasure.

As she began to recede from her mind numbing orgasm Richard gently slid her panties off, lifted her leg over him so she was on top straddling his face. Her mouth still blindly suckling his thick meat down her throat. Richard pulled her hips toward his mouth so he could lick her sweet treasure. Clarice groaned and gasped for breath as his cock pulled out of her throat. However, when Richard began rubbing his tongue around her pussy lips she squealed and jumped. He poked his tongue deep between her folds and she shot into another huge spasm. Pushing his dick into her mouth Clarice numbly returned to suckling. He slid one hand down to the back of her head and using his hips plunged his man meat back into her throat. The waves of the orgasm just kept coming. Clarice kept jerking and shuttering as wave after wave crashed over her. Her body turning limp under his control. Richard was the dirty old man now.

He put both hands on her ass cheeks and inserted the middle finger from each hand into her asshole and stroked them in and out. His strong hands stretching her asshole, his tongue deep in her pussy and his cock driving deep into her throat. Clarice's body was limp but still jumping and twitching with her now constant orgasms. The only sound she made was a 'huh-ggg, huh-ggg, huh-ggg as she caught a breath between each deep thrust of his glorious appendage into her throat. He thought to himself, 'Well Pierce, you said, fill in the holes.'

Richard was feeling the wonderful sensations of exploring a young woman's sexual potency when something brushed his side. He wondered what it could be. Clarice's leg wouldn't have done it. The more he thought about it the more things became unclear. His body was tingling but he had stopped thrusting. A voice sounded, "Richard?" His mind was starting to clear, the feeling of Clarice's body on him started to fade. How could she talk with his cock down her throat. He felt another brush against his side. He heard the voice again, "Richard? Are you OK?" Richard found he was laying in the dark, on the bed. He mumbled, "Hmm?" It must have been a dream. But, how much of it was a dream? Clarice's voice was close, "Richard. I need you."

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