This is the sixth installment of the continuing adventures of Henry Wilcox, the 67 year old man who just moved into the neighborhood, and Debbie Blair, the naive 18 year old girl down the block. Reading the previous episodes is probably necessary.
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As the service went on and on and Henry Wilcox's 67 year old buttocks protested the hard bench they had been subjected to for almost an hour it was all the senior citizen could do but not jump up from the pew and run out the back door as fast as he could.
The only thing that held him back - or had enticed him to attend the church in the first place - was the lovely lady sitting in front of him and just to his left. Surrounded by Mom and Dad, the young woman was the picture of innocence as she stared straight ahead at the long-winded preacher, wiggling in her seat occasionally and crunching up her nose.
Was her butt sore too, Henry wondered? Was it only the bench that caused that? Was her anus still hurting after the night before, the result of another of Debbie's nocturnal visits to his home?
This time Henry had been expecting the late night knock on the door and in fact he thought that she had come over because he willed her too. All evening he had been thinking about Debbie, trying to send a message down the road and across the street, and in fact if she had not come to see him he might have risked paying her a visit himself since he knew where her bedroom was now.
"I knew you would come," Henry managed to blurt out after he opened the door and the teen flew into his arms and smother him with kisses and hugs while reaching into his boxers and yanking savagely on his flaccid dick.
She had to have it. That was what she said in so many words, and it was their afternoon play combined with a late night phone call to her grandfather-loving cousin Jennifer than finally had her running down the darkened road to his door.
"I knew I could never fall asleep feeling like this," Debbie insisted, and when the old man's hand was brought down between her thighs and he found the downy opening dripping wet he was a believer.
"I want to feel your dick in my ass so bad,' Debbie whimpered, no schoolgirl talk of his thingy or her bottom now with her in heat, and when Henry took her down the hall to his bedroom she only hesitated briefly before allowing him to bring her there for the first time.
Her pajamas flew off, her nubile body - still in the unfinished stage with her small breasts, tiny belly and full butt promising to become even more enticing as time went on - was bared in no time and her over-sized nipples that were already popped out showed how horny she was.
"Look at you," Henry said after turning on the little lamp next to the bed, and in the dim light Debbie suddenly seem to realize where she was and that tempered a little of her lust, although she kept shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
"I like it when you do that to yourself," Debbie said as she watched from a few feet away as Henry stepped out of his boxers and pulled on his rubbery cock.
"I like it more when you do it," Henry said, and then Debbie came to him and went to her knees on the carpet without being coaxed.
For a girl who had never done anything like this before the past week Debbie had proven to be a quick learner and was now able to go down on almost the entire stiff 6" with her hands squeezing his bony butt hard enough to bruise.
"Oh Debbie honey," Henry moaned as her slurping sounds filled the room, and he felt her body jump when after he brought his hands down to her shoulders Henry let his fingers slide under her arms to stroke the moist patches of peach fuzz, resulting in her sucking harder and faster. "Henry knows what his Debbie likes."
"Too good," Henry said soon after, and then those fingers lifted Debbie up onto the edge of the bed.
Kneeling much less gracefully than Debbie had, Henry positioned her legs over his shoulders and spread her slightly pudgy thighs apart so he could observe her beauty before he ravaged it.
Debbie's pussy, the sparse golden hairs unable to hide the moist lips of her sex, was tempting and he wanted to stick his cock in it more than all of the dozens of young pussies he had savored over the years combined, but that wasn't what Debbie wanted.
She wanted his cock in her ass, not his thingy in her bottom, and as he leaned Debbie back and looked at the impossibly tiny pink ring he let his tongue slide over the ridges while the girl squirmed in the bedding.
Henry's long tongue first caressed and then penetrated the balloon knot, and as he did his hand groped into the drawer of the night table, finding the lubricant and then deftly opening it to slather on a copious amount on his still stiff dick before poking a greased finger into her.
