She was wet and expressed a desire to see my cock. I pulled it out and she softly stroked it. I ask if she had ever had a cock in her mouth and she sa...d no. I got a few taste of her pussy on my finger and treated her to her own juices. She liked it. I had pre cum by now and feed it to her, just the head. I slid her pants and panties down and buried my face in the softest pussy I had ever enjoyed. After a few minutes I brought my cock to her lips and she proceeded to learn how to suck cock. We. She pulled down my boxers and took me in to her hand; I told her straight away to go very slow as I already felt like cumming, she smiled at me and started to stoke it very gently. Before long she got a condom and expertly put it over my stiff cock and when she took me all the way down to her throat, I very nearly came. I took it out of her mouth and asked her if we could lay down and do this, thinking the short break would give me a chance to recover. When we laid down though and I asked. Just a sound. Just a simple sound heard from a passing car window. It was Louisiana Blues by Muddy Waters. I didn’t know that at the time of course To me it was just the strangest thing I had ever heard. His voice was twangy, the guitar half hidden by the poor quality of the recording. But the more I listened as it faded away from me, the more it appealed. Then Dad hit the button and rolled up the window. The morning stock report drove thoughts of strange music from my dad’s day. But not mine. . I grab it strongly with my hand. I turn you around and and with your body still against the wet wall with your wrist behind you in my hand I lean my body against yours and with my other hand brush your hair back and kiss your neck again. I think about letting your other hand go but I know better. For some reason your painting in a sundress as if you were expecting me. I move my free hand to the few buttons of your sundress and break then apart. I quickly take both hands and rip your sundress.