She imagined Mr. Driscoll opening the door to the bathroom and she shuddered and came on the floor. After the spasms died down, she lay still for...a while, forgetting everything except for how beautiful she felt. Getting up from the floor, she felt the wetness forming strands that streched and she glanced at the floor and her pussy. The panties got employed as a wash cloth again, and she used toilet paper to clean the floor. She flushed the paper down the toilet and rinsed the cum. I could easily take all of his dick in my mouth. I started moving up and down on his tool. All the saliva I had collected was now leaking out of my mouth and making slurping sounds which were complimenting his moaning and to add to it all even I started moaning.Then I started to just lick his dick everywhere but slowly. I was licking the shaft but every now and then I went back to the head of the cock as I knew that it was the most sensitive part. I also kept prodding the hole and he kept. Staying close to his cock, I could see it soften some and start to shrink. It plopped out of her mouth and dripped cum on the ground next to the truck. I reached between his legs and squeezed the slippery cock and slid my fingers into her cream pie. They lay like that for a few minutes and he started to come around.He backed off and I pushed her all of the way back onto the seat until her head was hanging off of the drivers side of the seat. He went around and Helen was soon sucking on his. He would pause every few minutes to hold off his eruption but I kept right on caressing my swollen lips and teasing my hard clit. As he began masturbate faster I moved to the glass sliders to get a better view of the action, and obviously to offer him a sight of my body pressed against the glass. That was enough to send him over the edge and he spurted jets of semen over his glass doors. It’s nice to have good neighbors! Sunday morning is my bike ride session, so a few weeks later I was up.