They don’t do you justice. You’re precious.”“Awww,” I said, my bashfulness not a bit premeditated nor feigned. “I’m just me. And I love ...��im.”“Tommy says he’s thought this all out,” Mister Dalton said. “My son’s a thinker and a planner, so if he says it’s been analyzed, then we take his word for it.”“Thanks, Dad,” Tommy said. “You make it sound like I’m a nut...”“Not a nut, son,” his dad said. “Just a man who doesn’t make rash decisions. Mimi, how do YOU see him?”“Solid,” I said, immediately. You get on your knees and stroke my cock as you suck it. I pull your panties down to your knees, then yank them off. I slide a finger deep inside your incredibly tight pussy, finger fucking you. Your hips thrust down on my finger hard as I slide in. You're moaning and sucking and stroking my cock so well I can hardly stand it. I lie down on the couch so my head is between your legs and I pull your delicious bald pussy to my mouth. You scream when my tongue plunges into you, and your little. Her pussy juices filled my mouth. My left arm reached up her body and squeezed her breast as I struggled to get the final date. I had to have it. She shuddered on my face. My finger rubbed harder at her clit.She shivered. I swept my tongue through her pussy, brushing the date again, driving it deeper into her pussy on accident. I groaned and sucked again. She gasped, humping her hips. Her breast jiggled in my hand.“Oh, yes, Angela. Worship my pussy. Oh, what a slut you are. So eager for all my. “You are as pretty as they come.” Then I told her. “Clean up your act. Don’t go around having sex with every man you meet. If I was single I’d lay down with you and do it with you but I’m not. I’m a happily married man and I want to remain a happily married man. I love my wife and kids and I intend to remain that way.” Her smiled disappeared immediately. “So you aren’t going to have sex with me ever?” “No Lucy” I told her. “I’d love to in lots of different situations but no, I’m not going to.”.