As soon as I came back from jogging, Eric was ringing my doorbell. Since he only lives next door I figured that he saw me return from my jogging trip....I answered the door wearing my long legged jogging tights. and a sports bra.I invited Eric in and offered him something to drink. He told me that it would take about 30 minutes for him to hook up the water softener and then he would be gone.I went into the living room and sure enough in 30 minutes he was finished. He showed me the different. I had fulfilled the ultimate goal. I also had the thought of having him inside me. Swallowing his warm, white sperm and having it in me turned me on as well. I looked up and said, "I'm ready." He said, Are you sure? "I didn't answer. I just put my mouth over his cock one more time and begin moving slowly up and down. I knew this was it. We had never finished like this before and there was no turning back. He threw his head back against the pillow and pushed up his hips, trying to get deeper. The young girl had been here before. Many times before. As something of a rebel during her years as a student, Lisa had frequently been either sent to or summoned for discipline of one ilk or another. Never a taker of advice or subtle admonishments, Lisa had, from the seventh grade on, been the receiver of countless whippings, strappings and paddlings at the hands of the head schoolmaster. Her bare buttocks were as familiar to the older woman as the nose on her own face. . In the room she immediately took off her panties in which she was and a shirt, Martin watched her with admiration.- beautiful. Put me on , he said.The girl turned to him, reaching for the clean panties, it was a thong. His eyes showed a smooth, depilated pussy.- It is a pity that you put on panties, but it will be nice anyway, he said.The girl reached for him now. And she began to slowly pull on herself.- it hurts a little when you stretch me like that.The girl continued humming a song under.