“I didn’t feel you.” She said beginning to move up and down on my shaft exposing it to the cool air before shrouding it in the depths of her pussy. She moved closer coming within inches of me and then even closer her breasts pressing against my sweat drenched tee shirt, bulging in the small bikini top. “Yes Mrs. She pulled back straightening. With one hand wrapped around the base of my shaft and her mouth around the widest part of my head she sucked. “Are you okay Mrs. The house was the typical stucco painted peach like many of the other house in the neighborhood. I’d gone this far I may as well enjoy the rest of it I reasoned slipping of the bed. She got down on her knees and took hold of my shorts and pulled. I pushed her and rolled over on top of her. Wilson leaned over and with a soft tongue like before lapped at my shaft cleaning her juices and my juices off.
