Tracy took just the head in her mouth. Slowly she worked in all in. Then she began licking the underside as she played with his balls. She felt hersel... getting wet between her thighs. But she wanted his cum. She sucked harder and faster. Tom’s legs and ass got stiff as he released into Tracy’s mouth. He was groaning yet he had short breathes. Tracy looked up at Tom and just said “Fuck me”. Just the words he wanted to hear, although he thought it would be a more romantic location. They both got. All seemed clear, they must have been sitting on the sofa I reasoned, and so slowly I began to open the screen door, careful not to open it too quickly as it might rattle or squeak, and stepping gingerly inside the kitchen I pulled the door gently closed, again as to make no noise. I tiptoed through the kitchen and made my way toward the stairs, stopping only to peek around the corner to see just exactly where my mother and Father Paul were, as I didn’t hear them talking.But to my surprise,. ‘What’s wrong, Elena?’ I followed her glance to the front door of the house. ‘That door isn’t meant to be open. Come with me?’ Indeed, the door was half-open. I set the emergency brake, and walked with Elena to the door. She pushed the door open, and kicked some of the leaves that had blown in back out. ‘Could you close the door,’ she asked me, hanging up her scarf. I pushed the door closed. The wind made it feel…heavy. We walked up a staircase, and I peered inside an ornate frame at a young. I just sat there trying to cover myself. I spoke to Dan then and told me that he should not be ashamed. That is was natural what had just happened. I smiled and came over and hugged him and told him to go take another shower and change clothes, while I made some dinner for us. After Dan had finished his shower and got dressed, I called him down for dinner. All through dinner he could not look me in the eyes. I told him about my trip to town and some local gossip, but did not mention the.