Slowly he lower his hand to her face and began running the middle finger over her lips. Back and forth it slid, across her lips before he gently push...d it inward. He watch her eyes as she excepted his finger and begin sucking her own juices off it. He stopped pushing and watch as her head began to move back and forth on his finger, almost as if she was giving him a blowjob. Slowly he removed the finger and lean in towards her asked, “So he like to tease, huh?” Again he watch her eyes as. Kya tumhara bhi 3 inch ka hai. Mai hadbada gya or kha nhi to. Usne puch to kitne inch ka hai mai is bat ka ans nhi dena chahata tha so chup rha. Usne fir bola bta na. Mai chup rha fir suddenly usko kya hua usne kaha mai khud dek leti hu or ye sb bate krte hue mera lund khada ho chuka tha. Usne pta ni kab mera pajama utar bhi dia or mera 7 inch ka mota lund bahar aa gya usne dekha or kaha. Omg ye hota hai lund. Maine kaha acha or apna pajama upar kr lia pr ab shyd uske badan me aag lg chuki thi. Besides I think I need a drink." Steve said as he headed out to his truck where he had a mason jar with some moonshine.Steve sat in the truck and watched and wondered what was going on inside. Then his mind started replaying the fantastic sex he had just had with Naomi. He tried to make sense of it. It had been so different than anything he had ever experienced and while the sex was thrilling the real surprise was that he no longer considered Naomi inferior. She was a real person; a person who. . now ... it might be possible to have her back. Could he make that happen? Would she want it to happen? That was the question, he thought. What did Zena want? What had changed in the last twenty years? He had to know the answers to these questions.Bill surprised her by taking her to his club. It was very elegant and not as busy as one would have expected on a Saturday evening. The patrons were clearly of middle age to senior. Happily, the menu was similar to their recollection of Ambrosia..