Come on out and let’s talk, her words invited me.I tried moving without a sound, but tripped. Can you believe it, tripped by a branch in my own wood...!!She laughed, but not harmful, a very relaxing and enveloping laugh. It made me comfortable, too comfortable I forgot my magic wood-leaf bodice. So I, Siraye, was standing naked before her. I blushed.So, little one, what is your name? she asked.Our tongue sounds like a wood flute, as I sang out my name…Siraye. And I knew from her expression, like. As we drove round the car park, there were several cars there with single guys in them. My heart was pounding. Sarah assured me she was OK with it. She kissed me passionately before re-applying her lipstick. She was wearing leggings, trainers and a crop top, she was bra less, her nipples were visible and she looked a million dollars.We both got out of the car and I watched as she walked slowly round the car park. I must admit I was turned on watching the woman I love lean in through a car. She led me into the living room with high ceiling. She placed the flowers in the vase and left the wine and chocolates on the table and came by to sit next to Bob on the two-seater surprising me with a question, "How is it going with Keisha?"She continued, "She is hard to satisfy, you must be good."Bob looked at me. Jane unbuttoned her top and exposed her breasts to me. I stared at them for few seconds and got up to leave."Jane. I don't know what you expect."She suddenly closed her chest with. It was a blow job. I felt every throb and pulsation against my tounge. I sucked the head while my tongue danced around the lip or edge of the head. Getting the underside good. My left hand twisted and stroked the shaft. Of course making way for a deep throat here and there. My right hand was massaging his balls. Occassionally I put those in my mouth too. Tongue tossed. There's that little flap of skin between the cock and balls. I find it drives men wild if you suck and lick that a little too.