I knew what was coming next and without saying a word opened her mouth and put it round my cock. She was sucking the end and tonguing up and down my s...aft. I could feel myself getting ready to come. She must have known this,stopped and squeezed right behind the end. She kept doing this as she went underneath and licked between and all over my balls. A flash in my mind made me remember that l was here, in my wife’s friends house, standing on her stairs, naked, getting a heavenly blow job. I. Someday, you can expect to be an old woman. I can tellyou that it's hardly glamorous. What will you do then?" I'm not exactly sure ma'am. But, does any young girl know that? I intendto make the most of every day I get. I suppose I will learn along theway." Perhaps. But what if you regret what you've done?" That's not going to happen."She asked, "How can you know that?" Because this is who I am. I have no desire to wake up tomorrow assomeone else."Her eyes bored into me and I forced myself not. ‘I’m sorry I didn’t. I should have.’ She was taking the high road, knowing that she was in ‘deep kimchi’ with me. She’d been sitting silently, leaning forward nervously. My mother was practically defiant. ‘Don’t blame her, son.’ said Phyllis. ‘I told her not to say anything, and we both knew that if you knew about it, you wouldn’t let us do our plan.’ ‘You’re damn right, I wouldn’t!’ I near-shouted, the dam about to break upon my restraint. I took a breath to calm down. ‘That was my wife that. Their beautiful muscular bodies were just superb and almost perfect so I started to wonder if their packages matched their bodies. They certainly seemed to fill those g-strings nicely. They moved through the assembled female company swaying to the music and encouraging the girls to feel them up. A couple of girls pushed their hands down inside to get a grip on their cocks but didn’t pull them out. Nothing happened until Grigor swung by Ali who knew the ropes well. She sat forward in her chair.