Last weekend I was over doing some yard work for her, like I do most Saturday mornings.She came out just as I was finishing up with a glass of ice tea...I noticed right away she wasn't dressed as usual, she had on a tee shirt and sweat pants.I could tell she didn't have a bra on by the way her tiities were jumping around when she came walking across the yard.Her tits hung down very low, but I still checked them out.We chatted a bit then I headed home to do some stuff at my house.Didn't give her. “Hold it tight pet and don’t let it drop,” she said as she continued to massage my ass. I felt her remove the object from my ass a minute or two later. “Not good pet, not good,” She simply said. “You, my precious little play thing, have a fever. A fairly concerning one of that,” she said concerned.“On you back again baby,” she planted a kiss on my forehead and covered me up with the heavy duvet. “You, my dear slut will not be going to work today. I’ll call the office and tell them you are ill,”. As I was on my summer holidays we decided that it would be a good idea to maybe meet up one day. After some arranging it was agreed that i would meet him at his workplace, i can still remember how nervous i felt as this was going to be my fist experience of the kind and as i considered myself straight i didn't know what to expect, i finally overcame the nerves and got on the bus to my destination, my final destination was about a 10 minute walk form the bus stop to his office block. As i got. ‘Yeah, baby, stroke that cock.’ ‘Shhhhhhhhhhhh. I don’t wanna miss the show – I wanna see who gets cut. You’re going to have to be a little quiet, baby, sorry. Just let me take care of him.’ I shut up. She started getting a little firmer and then sat up, still holding my dick. Abruptly, she stopped. ‘It’s an ad… hang on, baby, it’ll be bigger and better if we take some breaks.’ She moved down and started stroking her pussy. ‘Now it’s my turn. Watch this.’ She moved into a steady rhythm just as.