She opened the door and asked me to get comfortable as she is preparing for the dinner. I asked her am I early and offered to help her, but she declin...d with a smile. I was sitting on sofa shuffling through channels. She came back from the kitchen all drenched in her sweat and asked me if I could excuse her for a moment.She went inside her room and after 20 minutes came back smelling like fresh flowers plucked from the garden. She took bath quickly, I guess. She was dressed in a wonderful. She asked, “Is it too early to just make love all evening?”I chortled, “It is never too early to just go to bed and make love, especially with you. Lead me to your lair.”Brita teased, “I didn’t mention the bed ... yet.”We were naked in five minutes and Brita led me to the kitchen. She hopped up on the kitchen counter where it made a right-angle turn in a corner. She spread her legs out over each part of the counter, leaving her pussy gaping and begging for attention.I kissed her and then pulled. He looks at me and get down starts kissing my inner thighs, im hard, he grabs me completely with one hands and rubs me, then starts licking me between my sack and asshole. hes kissing me between my legs, licking me, he takes out my buttplug and comes over to put it in my mouth, i suck on it with eyes looking at him wondering whats next? he takes the plug lubricated with my saliva and pushes it back inside me. i moan. he takes it out and the back it a few times. grabs the bottle of lube on my. I’m dying to know what she’s muttering. “Fuck, yes!” Margaret cries out from the bed. She’s gripping her dong with both hands and plunging it in and out of her cunt with a look of euphoric ecstasy that transforms her wrinkled face into a vision of sublime happiness. “Give me that cock, Father Michael, you fucking piece of shit.” The old gal was working something out, that’s for sure. Michelle starts into her falsetto moan, which I have grown rather fond of. Hearing her cum is one of the many.