I sat near her legs and started licking her toes one at a time and moved slowly upwards, exploring every inch, taking my time on the inner side of her...silky smooth thigh.Then I moved up and ran my tongue around her as she was dripping wet. Circling around her, close to her but never let my tongue touch her. I stopped and looked at her and I could see how much she wanted me to touch it and lick it. So I did just that. I ran my tongue from one end of her dripping pussy to the other. She gave one. "You don't have a shirt on," she said quietly."No, just shorts. It's hot out." You're very... muscular," she added as she slowly plucked at the weeds in front of her."Thanks. I try to keep in shape, it's good for the heart and the soul," I responded. "Also for the sex drive."She glanced back at the house quickly."Brian doesn't have much of one anymore," she murmured."Sorry to hear that, Ellen. At least you know it's not your fault."She looked at me quizzically. "What do you mean?" Well, your an. Mary turned back to me, and in a voice as close to a whisper as the crowd noise allowed, said, "I really need to talk to you Gary! I lost my job and this interview didn't go well! I don't know what I'm going to do!"I glanced desperately at Patricia, who rescued me by saying, "Why don't you join us for dinner tonight, Mary! You'll have plenty of time to talk then!"I shot her an 'Are you sure?' look, but Patricia just smiled and patted the back of my hand as it lay on her arm."Oh! That's very. And she could think about being tied naked to a bed as I entertained my coworker in the next room. She was begging me, but I refused and then I got between her legs and started to lick her pussy. She was trying to fight it but finally she let the feelings of pleasure overtake her and she was telling me not to stop as I pushed the dildo inside her. She said she was getting really close to cumming now. Wanting to prolong this more, I stopped licking her but continued to slowly push the dildo in.