But… I guess, I wanted to be there… see you with him… without even you knowing,” I wasn’t going to tell her that it was actually Michelle’... suggestion, “I thought it’d be more exciting… and it was! I loved you not knowing… or at least thinking you didn’t know. I never intended to sleep with Ginger, not up to the time you left. I didn’t know anything about her, except that Michelle had arranged a date so I wouldn’t stand out, being alone. Then she wanted… and I did too, couldn’t stop. They lay naked together but neither really slept and Dianne was fully awake before six. The gorgeous hunk was asleep next to her but she was not going to let that last as she moved down the bed and took his currently limp penis into her mouth.Steve awoke to feel Dianne's fifty-three-year-old lips around his cock and he stroked her hair before she took her mouth off his prick to say, "Good morning stud." Good morning beautiful," replied Steve as Dianne resumed her sucking."Let me fuck you," said. Despite warnings, from her mother, of being told that she would likely turn into a worm; Michelle pleasured her clit from the age of sixteen or so and continued from time to time until an elderly age. It was more of a comfort thing; even when she knew it for what it was, if she needed to sleep, her finger would find her clit; her hips would rock as she lay on her side, knees locked together in a foetal position until a satisfying glow was achieved and sleep followed. Her first foray into. She kept her hands on my legs, controlling me gently, and not forcefully. She kisses me all over my mound, making it last, and wanting more. She finally works her kisses to the top of my pussy, above my clit which was now swollen, and was peeking out at her. Her tongue gently kissing in circles until it finally glided over my clit. I gasped and jerked, spreading my legs even more, as I rolled my hips back to give her better access. Her lips now close to my clit, she sucked in between her lips,.