“Neither was Al Pacino, but I challenge you to name a more famous Cuban than Tony Montana.” “Fidel Castro. Wait, what are we even talking about ...ight--”“Hey mang,” she snapped in her Scarface accent, “first you get the monay, then you get the powah, then you get the woman.”“What?”“So, lemme ask you this: you got the monay? You got the powah? No?” She aimed her blaster at him, “Then say ‘ello to my little friend!” And she pulled the trigger, but since the game hadn’t started, nothing happened.. ” Once again we started making out, with her tongue deep down my throat. Then she asked if I remembered when she first asked me not to go to the backyard because she would be tanning topless. I said I did. “As I laid out in the backyard, especially when I was alone, I fantasized that you would come out and put my little titties in your mouth.” As she said this, she grabbed the bottom of her camisole, pulled it over her head and sat there on my lap with her gorgeous, young naked B cup. She pushed me back and pulls my undies down. She started to lick my cock and went down to my balls too. Making whole organ wet she came in action.I was sucking like anything. She was sucking like a perfectionist. My hands were on her hair and back, she was making me mad. With eyes closed and she was doing the play I was above cloud 9. I stopped her as I didn’t want to cum in her mouth.I pushed her back and started fingering her cunt. After a few seconds, she stopped my hand and told me, “Lund. Her head only lay there on my chest for a couple of minutes, before my restless wife’s lips kissed my chest and started their slow teasing journey South. I groaned, looking forward to where I knew her soft lips were headed, looking forward to what they’d do when they got there. But, also a little anxious as to whether I could perform, get hard again so soon. Even with Sue’s well-meaning and loving encouragement.I closed my eyes and tracked her progress by the touch and feel, my breathing faster.