" Who are you?" she said.A lie was necessary. "I'm Ms. Carter, a guidance counselor at Red Rock High School. There's a problem with her transcripts." ...h, okay then. Just a minute. I have her cell phone number written down somewhere. Ah, here it is." She recited the number.I thanked her, hung up, and dialed the number. My call was answered by Marlene's voice-mail system. I hung up without leaving a message. She answered my third attempt two hours later."Marlene, it's Debra Oakman," I said."Hi,. The door opened and she said, “You’re early Ba… Oh, Grey! What a surprise!” Clearly my surprise visit was ill timed. In a feeble attempt to recover, I muttered, “I was in the neighborhood, so I thought I’d surprise you with some flowers. “ Dressed in a fluffy robe, hair up in a towel, “Well, you certainly did! Come on in!” Handing her the bouquet, I said, “I should just go. Obviously you have plans, so, why don’t you take these and I’ll be on my way.” “Nonsense!” she said, grabbing me by. I looked at her and nodded my head a yes. With that, my slutty babe grabbed those eleven hard inches with her both little hands and started to get it wet with her tongue as she stroked it between her delicate fingers with a tremendous passion.After it appeared to be pretty wet, she took it in her mouth and started with the head; then slowly worked her mouth farther and farther down his hardened huge cock. After a few minutes, she was in a frenzy sucking his huge cock. She appeared to be totally. Trim my pubics down to clean cut. My dick grow as I was using the razor on my balls. They were full of load. Ready for another day. The sun were working on my tan. Deep bronze all over body. No strings to be seen. No pale moon areas.Perfect for getin' closer to the mid age women taking the tan in Maspalomas dunes.I packed my light bag and went on. Heading for the dunes. I know so well where to cross. Into a land of hedonists. Women dying to taste my cum. Or lick my balls to make me scream.Just.