I was a bit embarrassed and went bright red but she eased my supprise by saying she hoped there was more for her.She put her hand on my cheek and lean... over and kissed my lips ever so gently and then ran her tongue over my lips. Her hand went down and clasped my ever fast growing cock through my shorts. I moaned with pleasure and she said that feels nice.Annette then led me into the bedroom and removed my shirt, undid my shorts and as she lowered them went down on her knees and took my cock in. I cupped her ass cheeks with each hand and pulled her pussy to my face. I slowly kissed each of her thighs and worked my way to her slit. I ran my tongue up from her asshole to her clit. She let out a whimper and I slid my tongue back down her lips. I pushed my tongue eagerly into her bald wet hole. Her juices were so sweet I thought I might never stop eating this cunt. I began to focus on her rock hard clit. It was sticking right out at me and I sucked. The sound of a squealing hunk was like music to his ears, as his weapon slammed into their meaty mounds. He had even cultivated an ‘abusive’ vocal repertoire to accompany their howls as he pummelled their butts.Ainsleigh never deliberately flaunted his wares because, for him, that would take all the fun out of it. He always wore slightly baggy pants and let his overhanging casual shirt further obscure his endowment. The element of surprise was what really fuelled his mischievous imagination. "Sure, sounds good. You may want to change clothes though," I said, referring to the bathrobe she was still wearing. Glancing down, she laughed and said "Oh yes. I don't think this would do at all. Give me 5 minutes to change and we can head out,"I went to the spare bedroom I was using for my stay to change into something more club appropriate. I decided on a pair of oversized blue jeans, tennis shoes and a gray turtleneck sweater. Fixing my hair and adding a light bit of cologne, I walked back.