She loved the way the smooth skin felt against her tongue when she laved its hard roundness while taking it into her mouth and when she rocked back on...her heels to let it out again. The best part of all, though, was the semen, or candy, that Daddy would squirt into her mouth when he climaxed. She always made sure to get it all, because it was so delicious. However, sucking on his cock would be so much fun before he ejaculated that she liked to take her time and make the pleasure last. Another. There was nothing but the aged architecture. She felt the cold, uneven edges of the stones pressing against her back as she leaned against the bridge. She was getting slightly chilled in the cool night air, so she brought her arms to wrap around herself. She heard a large splash in the water behind her and she instinctively turned to look. She leaned over the bridge slightly and peered down, but she couldn’t see over the looming darkness. She began to let out a small sigh, but it was cut off by. I felt strange in many ways walking out of the building with her, She was a tall, almost willowy blonde who at 40 something didn’t try to hide her age, but because she spent so much time outside with the horses, always seemed healthy looking and almost had a classical beauty that comes with age, expensive clothes and extreme personal confidence. Today, she was wearing a light beige, trouser suit with a classical button through cream silk blouse, with brown patent stiletto heels. But however she. By now Ron’s tongue led me to my first orgasm, as my hips swayed upward to meet his tongue. As my orgasm subsided, he gently moved me from the couch to the bed. I decided I would invite him to take my ass by getting on all fours near the edge of the bed to present him the gift of my tight anus. Ron knew exactly what to do; he got some cold gel and lubed my asshole while gently inserting a finger into my awaiting opening. I moaned and squirmed from his gentle probing. But then a strange feeling.