Then immediately opened her shirt,not fully and lifted her bra and strarted sucking like an hungry c***d.She started moaning HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...MMMMMMMM. "My dear come we will go to bed room da....." was the moaning from her. then we proceeded to bed room and as I was opening my pant jip, she was ready lying in the bed with the frock fully lifted. VOW what a divinely scene.As per my instruction she was in complete shave and her pussy was just like a cake. Without wasting time I just kept. Ah, some Holy Roller, preaching from the boob tube. The TV clicked off as Charles pointed a little black box its general direction. Charles was certainly interested in the God business lately."Much as I hate the idea, he may be one of ours. If so, he's got to be reined in. Too much political involvement." The voice came from the deep chair. After a moment, Bob realized Charles was talking about the pulpit pounder.Charles turned and broke into his best 'for company' smile. Bob wondered if Jorge. She complied and soon was giving some excellent head.I held her head as she bobbed up and down on my hardcock. I asked her if she was horny, and of course shemumbled a yes. I said that it was too bad that Icouldn’t fuck her wet cunt at the same time she wassucking my cock. She tried to nod her agreement whilenot removing my cock from her mouth. I told her to spread her legs a little wider andimagine a hard dick entering her wet pussy. After alittle coaxing she complied. She seemed to be. I pretended I had to brush my moist, hard, aching nipples, pussy, thighs or ass against him. He would pretend not to notice me or his hard dick making the tent in his pants. It was a game we both played to see who would crack first. It was a game I wanted to win. One time, about two weeks ago, he almost gave in. Almost. I got him to rub lotion on my naked back and inner thigh. He came close enough to my dripping cunt that his fingers were coated with pussy juice. He must have felt the heat.