After being caught bare-assed, fucking the old lady, Gerry was terribly flustered. Standing up from the old lady's bed, he looked around for his underwear, but couldn't find it anywhere. The dim light in the room made it nearly impossible to find anything, so he grabbed a candle and got down on his hands and knees to look under the bed.
"Goodness Gerry, be careful with that candle," she said, "just what on earth are you looking for?"
"My underwear?" he replied.
"Now Gerry you are much too young to be this bad. Don't you remember? I took them off you in the living room."
"Oh yes," he said, replacing the candle and walking out into the living room. He found Cara, the old lady's middle-aged daughter neatly folding his underwear and pants.
"Well, granny's just getting to old for all this. I mean leaving a mess behind her like this, I just have to keep coming in behind her to clean things up," she said, placing his clothes on the couch.
"Can I have those?" Gerry asked, nodding at his pants and underwear.
"Why of course, but oh look there, you are about to drip on the carpet," she said, quickly kneeling down and sliding her mouth over his flaccid cock. She sucked on it a bit, milking the last bit of cum from the tiny hole. Taking the cock out of her mouth she said, "Just like I told you, I constantly have to clean up behind her."