Could see the turgid erection of Mr., bobbing with anticipation. “I would be happy to be Mandy - to your Jack, for you darling. Knowing that it wou...d please my faithful husband; in his head, in our bed, in the moment, and in fantasy only, dear.” She wanted to make it clear that she was not going to be allowing their son to fool around with his mother, in real life. That would be a whole other kettle of fish, or horse play of another color, or can of worms, (barrel of monkey business?), some. She came in aboutonce a week. She knew her name was Danyealla but that was it when it came topersonal stuff other than the lack of wedding band. She always came in alonebut left with a man, never the same one mind you. It was her opinion that shecame in looking to pick up a man but it was apparent that she was looking forsomething in particular, a special kind of man, but she wasn't sure what kindthat was. He would know if she were interested if she would accept a drink fromhim.He slid down the. Now its my turn to return the favor. He picked me up and tossed me on the bed. I pulled my knees up and spread them wide. My pussy lips parted and you could see how wet I was. Frank dove head first between my legs. His tongue pushed deep into my fuck hole. He spent the next several minutes licking me from ass hole to clit and tongue fucking me. My hands either pulled on his head or squeezed my tits as he ate me out. He brought me to two strong orgasms before he stopped. I screamed out in. As he ran his fingers along the skin at the sides of her panties she was easing her legs further apart in encouragement. All the time Stacey was using her own hand to pull on his cock through his jeans. Paul could already feel the wet sensation of a large amount of pre-come gathering at the tip.“Do you mind if I take it out?” Stacey asked him as she pulled on him. Paul nodded and even though he’d answered her question inaccurately, she understood. His hand didn’t move from her.