Jo had been working at the old folks household now for over a calendar month. It was her first of all job after college, and at 19 she felt she had already found her vocation.

At first she'd been very apprehensive. Not about the body of work so a great deal, but about her uniform. Seamed black fully fashioned stockings with black patent of invention high heels. An old fashioned blueing nanny enclothe contend with sentry fastened to her chest, White apron and a niggling T. H. White hat. It seemed terribly old fashioned and she was unsure of the attention it would bring, especially as this was a predominantly all male institution.

But the twenty-four hours had passed and the patient role had been lovely. They made her feel very welcome and where extremely gracious to her. She caught the odd couple of center transfixed on her tit every once in a while, but with a 34DD bra size, she was used to that.

In fact care of any form was hardly a surprise. Jo was 5'6'with fatheaded chestnut tree hair down to her articulatio humeri, A curvaceous pattern, thin shank and a perk backside. Her legs were muscular at the thigh, nice and long with beautifully slim ankle. She had wide doe like eyes a fiddling clitoris nozzle and big soft sassing. And, of course, a rather brilliant chest.

But today was different.Today was Jo's birthday. She was going out with her swain later that evening and was hoping the day would go on quickly, without incident. She had a spring in her step.

She did her morning rounds, but then about 11am she was called to the coach's office. She was surprised to find a few phallus of the staff had arranged a few beverage during the disruption. There was a small bar laid on. She was both surprised and a little revel. Even a few patients were there.

Very quickly she soon became the centre of attention, and every time she looked round her glass was re charged. And, just turning 20, she wasn't really used to all the alcohol.

She can't remember exactly how it started.

One of the patients offered her a birthday kiss. Innocently of line. But it lingered.

As did the next.

And the munition around the waist.

The odd pat on her backside that rested a little too long.

But she was enjoying herself, the centre of attention. All harmless fun.

The euphony started. Encouraged to trip the light fantastic, she was led up to a small coffee bean table.

She had her hands held by two old patient role while she gyrated to the musical rhythm of the music, elevated above the diminished crowd. Her head teacher swimming. Another affected role offered her a birthday kiss. She bent forward and the old man held her head. A long flabby kiss longer than she anticipated… and then she felt the tip of his tongue. As she did bridge player stroked the rachis of her legs.

The shock absorber nearly made her topple forward.

She managed to liberate one hand then the other, in an try to swat away the hands behind her. The hands lifting her clothes. the handwriting stroking her second joint, the hands caressing her knee pants. Whilst all the meter she had her mouth wrapped fill out the old man's glossa. As she tried to free herself from the amorous kiss, it was letting the handwriting behind her have a free reign.

Involuntarily she felt her pegleg open up ever so slightly. Soon she was less resistant to the back talk on hers.

She felt the zipper on her clothes slowly eased down.

She had no free script to stand.

Freeing herself from the old man in front of her, she stood upright piano. the medicine played on. She continued to trip the light fantastic toe, although now slightly more provocatively. Encouraged by the Wolf whistles, she slowly slipped the nanny dress off one shoulder, then the former, her rose hip provocatively gyrating to the music. Soon her ample cleavage was tempting the rabid bunch in movement of her. Pulling the clothes further down to discover her huge ( still bra clad ) tits brought gasps and plenty of lewd scuttlebutt and vociferation from the group of men.

The garb dropped to the floor. pelvis swaying, she danced wearing just a see through white bra, see through Edward D. White knickerbockers, white-hot suspender, black seamed stockings and inglorious high heels.

Hands ‘ helped'her down from the table, her eyes transfixed on the number of swollen cocks she could see in the trousers and beneath the stuffing gowns.

Hands cupped her breast, and pulled the shoulder strap from her shoulders. Then one of her magnificent breasts was released and hung there, gently swaying as if in dull motion. Jo bit her bottom lip. She knew it had gone too far now, there was no stopping what was going to happen next.

Having been helped down from the table, a hand held her wrist, guiding her palm to a thick veined turncock she could barely get her hands round. Her eyes widened in surprisal. Then the same happened to her other hand.

finger's breadth hooked inside her knickers and began to pull them down.

A thick but well trimmed George W. Bush of benighted hair was now visible to the old men.

Soon the other tit was free. The bra clasp undone.

She softly stroked the cock in each manus, occasionally rubbing the palm of her hand across the school principal, spreading the pic of pre cum over the protuberant oral sex. Her paw quickly passed to other equally large and buckram penis.

The men crowded round. Her cervix was kissed and caressed. Her lips where kissed. Her ears were sucked, tongued and kissed. She felt at least two cock capitulum copse against her derriere cheek. Her tits were also caressed, sucked and groped.

She was almost overtake. these men were old enough to be her grandpa. Those grime old men taking reward of her untried organic structure. So very, very naughty of her.

'The filthy fucking bastards.'she thought to herself.

That thought made her very wet indeed. Her legs, ever so slightly counterpane had finger's breadth kneading her butt, gently probing the wetness between her legs, stroking those soft inviting lips.

She knew it wouldn't be long before she felt the slick wet head of stopcock slip between her legs. And then there is was. Hot and besotted, flexing against her cunt lip. She gently leant forward. That motility and the fact she was wearing her high cad meant the cock caput found the incoming, and with one gentle stab it eased itself inside. Her eyes rolled back in her promontory and she let out a low moan.

sunniness ran around the room.

The old man behind her was having the metre of her sprightliness plunging his thick man-meat in and out of her dripping wet slit as Jo was deflect forward.

Another old man knelt down and got underneath her, his grey stubbly neck arching up like an old tortoise, his mouth and tongue working her young wet sex, while 9 column inch of peter pumped like a piston inside her. It was almost too much for the poor girl.

But the old guy wire decided on a unlike position for her.

Another old guy whipped his cock from beneath his dressing gown and laid down on the floor. Jo was extend across and impaled on his huge glistening cock, her big fat titmouse smothering his old wrinkly grimace. Her stocking clad stage were disseminate wide, revealing her cushy pink arse invitingly to the tidal bore crowd.

It was an fling too well to refuse. Another old man was soon on his knee joint offering the mushroom-shaped cloud headed hammer up to her off-pink inexperienced person niggling rosebud. One push and his fat member violated the Whitney Moore Young Jr. womanhood's anus.

Soon the three of them moved in rhythm to the delight of the onlooking bunch, hammer in hand, vigorously wanking at the passel in front of them.

Another pecker was offered up to Jo's mouth. And another.

With a chill and an animalistic moan the old man behind her unloaded his balls right up Jo's arse. And, as he did another unloaded over the back of her read/write head.

As the semi-hard stopcock withdrew from Jo's arse it was soon replaced by another stiffer, fresh cock, the cum acting as lube, enabling easygoing access. His grey hairy formal hanging low, banging against her picket skin with every stroke.

Jo's eye's rolled back and she could no longer boil down on the shaft heads around her oral fissure. Her body went into spasm. Her neck arched back as she began to cum. Her shuddering was too much for some of the guys and they began to discharge cum strings across her moderately piffling face.

And on it went.

Soon she was covered in the old men's cum.

Spunk dripped from her cheek, her tits and oozed out of her twat and her behind. All the old men had had a go on her.

When everyone was spent and Jo had cum at least three clock time she looked a real picture.

And acting like existent gentleman's gentleman the old men helped her pick up and get herself decent.

Later that hebdomad, Jo received a promotion and an increased clothing allowance. So no doubt there will be more than write up to come ...