Though ten-years her senior, my life-long diligence, keeping in shape and eating right, was amply rewarded. “Ya up for one more round Big Fella?”
Laughing at her sister’s spoof, Erica maneuvered to her knees in front of me where I now stood on the deck. The three of us recovered, catching our breath and enjoying the rush of endorphin surging through our bodies. With her mouth still clamped around my prick, Erica’s orgasmic moans vibrated through me as she came. There’s nothing better than a blow-job at the end of stressful day to ease one’s cares away. The pressures applied against my penis at that point, while slight, are extremely satisfying. I had no idea how things would proceed, and simply settled back to enjoy whatever developed. “Yes, but you didn’t mention that we weren’t alone,” I nearly stammered. My cock was virtually spewing pre-cum as I positioned myself at Shelly’s uplifted cunt.
