One night she'd slathered some ice cream (which he loved) on her pussy but the roughness of his tongue was unpleasant so, since then, she only offered...her cunt to him after he had fucked her. That was delightful because he would shove his long, flexible appendage right up into her sloppy, cum-filled vagina and sometimes even after her extended orgasms from his seemingly endless fucking of her cunt she would cum again.Pal lapped contentedly at his wonderful Mistress's smooth, warm flesh. He. I could feel my dick starting to stir. Ms Haynes was oblivious of the effect she was having on me and focusing on the job at hand she kept on working the lotion into the rash. My erection had become a lot more visible under the towel by the time she had covered my lower legs and started on my thighs. It was impossible not to notice the bulge under the towel but Ms Haynes didn’t say a word. All I could do was breathe deeply and try to focus on a poster on the wall telling the youth to. He was still damp from the shower they'd shared after making love together on the living room sofa. She rose up from the kitchen stool where she'd been sitting and pressed her lips on his while letting her other hand fall limply onto his penis which almost immediately sprung to life."We must meet again some time," Karen said. "That was good."Kevin smiled and ran his fingers over the bald pate that he'd made more presentable by shaving his head. Clearly he used to have more hair when he was. No moving furniture, knocking over things, boxes falling over, and cussing at the top of his lungs, or is that just how she moves?Later that evening, much later. Sherry got herself a glass of rose’ and started to move to the balcony. When she reached the kitchen she could see him on the deck, he was sitting facing her kitchen. Knowing the windows gave him a complete view of her kitchen she wondered why the hell is he just sitting and watching her place. What does he hope to see? She doesn’t.