It was raining and the air was misty but he remained dry. His hair was obstructing his view, but was browner than before. This wasn't his room, he was...'t in his bed. "Where am I?" he thought to himself. Behind him he heard a familiar male voice, he turned his head sharply to acknowledge the voice, and when he did he felt a soft object swaying by the back of his neck that was attached near the top of his head. "What the-?" was all he could utter before his mind registered the sound of his voice. I must admit I was quite surprised at just how much gunk came out. I felt kilos lighter. I decided not to eat lunch so as not to undo the clean out. Lunch was a large glass of water. I arrived at Tony and Tracy’s home at 7pm as arranged. I was dressed in a shirt and jeans. I guess I looked a bit daggy but I didn’t really have what you might call “sexy clothes”. I rang the doorbell and Tony opened the door. He was wearing a mesh top and leather pants. We shook hands and he led me inside. I. She gradually subsided and I helped her to get panties back on. Yet she wasn’t done. She was now down on her knees, grappling with my belt. In a minute, my trousers we below my knees, as were my undies. She took a firm grip of my semi-aroused member, cupping me below the balls and in a deft manner, yanked back my foreskin. She let the tip of her tongue slide over my purple cockhead and then in one expert move swallowed my engorged penis.Could this woman suck – she really could – she would take. She had on a sun dress with spaghetti straps. I love spaghetti straps on a woman with big tis....anyway. And Candace did not have the tits of a 47 yr old woman. They were real, DD's, soft no blemishes or stretch marks. Her skin was a s smooth as a baby's ass! Dammit! Her ass was something to behold as well as it was round, solid but soft, not squishy. I have always loved older women (The reason behind that is for another story post...lol). So I brought her into the house. And as soon as I.