There's someone at the door! I try to never to answer but someone musthave seen me just arrive. Okay, how do I look? Hell, I know what I looklike. ...A look in the mirror only proves the point. I look like a girldressed in mens clothes. My hair is too long. She Devil won't let mecut it. I'm too damn slim and pale. My complexion is too creamy. It'sthose creams and female hormones I have to use three times a day.It's the buzzer again. Let's get the lock open and peek through the doora. I was able to see it begin to rise into air when I decided to latch on to her breast that was nearest to me. Her nipple hardened as soon as my lips touched it. My hand caressed around the outside perimeter of her breast. Her whole breast became firm. She moaned softly. She took my rod into her hand wrapping it around the base. I returned the moan when she started to slowly pump up and down. She rewarded my mouth with some of sweet, milky nectar. “Feels so good! But please get inside me after. I crouch down to take a closer look. My eyes moving over the nipples, my breath held as I look. But then, inextricably, my mouth is drawn to it. Without thinking, my mouth opens and I take her nipple into my mouth. My tongue circling the nipple, swirling over it as my lips close around it, suckling. Feeling the heat of her in my mouth.I hear her groan in the distance as my teeth, covered by my lips, rub against her. I suckle her as my hand strokes and caresses her other breast. I move my mouth. On my arrival I couldnt believe that my sons friend Andrew was now a good looking strapping lad. He must be six foot too with good looks too. I sat on the worktop flashing my legs a little no intentionaly at first. He couldnt take his eyes off them and kept trying to glimpse further up. I then realised that there was no wine and Andrew offered to get some more. My son had plans and was going out so I told Andrew to get two bottles. He flashed me a smile as he and my son went off. Twenty minutes.