She pulled me up and kissed me hard.Now she moved my underwear and started rubbing my dick. She said she loved its size and hardness.She had a sprinkl... in her eyes when she was looking at my dick. She said her husbands was nothing in comparison to mine. She was kissing me and rubbing my dick. She went down and kissed my dick. She went ahead and licked it from tip to end. She was looking in my eyes and took whole of it in her mouth and started sucking it.Even though she didn’t had sex for some. And we never did anything but talk or play cards or Scrabble anyway -- she was 11 years older than me. So part of me really wanted to just ignore my mama's advice. Still, now that I had the car, I figured it would be easier to just drive on by if the truck wasn't there.Fortunately, it was.Tom always was a big guy, a tall, muscular man who looked like a gladiator to me. At 6-foot-3 and 230 pounds, he was an all-state defensive end in football, and I thought he was perfectly in character when he. ‘I guess that’s a plan of sorts,’ he said. ‘When did you come up with that idea?’ ‘Just now,’ I admitted. ‘I mean, it just now clarified. I’ve been thinking about it for a couple of hours.’ ‘We’ve only been awake for a couple of hours,’ he reminded me. I took a deep breath and looked down at the table, tracing figure eight patterns on the top. ‘When I woke up this morning in your arms, I thought, this is where I want to be. This is where I want to stay. I was so warm and so comfortable with. There’s no need to deny it. I see the way you look at me.” He leaned closer to me, and put his hand on my leg. It sent shivers all through my body. I tried to hide the fact that I was a little intimidated. “Wha-- what are you doing? I don’t think you should--” he put his finger to my lips, and I stopped talking. His hand moved up past my knee, and he leaned in and kissed me. I closed my eyes and felt my heartbeat race. It was a good thing I had been sitting down, because I don’t think my knees.