She was slick and she could tell that turned him on even more. He knelt down and tasted her. He was driving her wild. ‘Oh my god Casey, that feels s... good…mmmmm…’ His tongue delved into her and returned to her clit over and over again. At this rate she was going to orgasm in seconds. She began to lose control. She grabbed his hair hard as her climax seized her. ‘Ooooohh god! Yes, god yes!’ As she came, Casey continued to massage her clit fervently with his tongue and lapped up her juices. He. I was ready though and had psyched myself up for this. I was not going to freak out. I watched as she sashayed into the bedroom from the bath and struck a pose.If I ignored the flutters in my stomach and my mental seizure at the thought of what she wanted to happen, and tried to look at things objectively, she was gorgeous. She was short, just a couple of inches over five feet, and had a very athletic shape. She had been working out with me, swimming religiously and you could tell.Her hair was. I just had a feeling that she would be a good fuck.Barb was not much to look at tho.Around 45 years old back in 1994.She was 5'4" tall.Slender build with b size tit's.Thin blonde hair to her shoulders.A plain jane face.She looked the part of a small town girl living in the western part of New Hampshire along the river in the 80's and 90's.She did how ever have an amazing ass.Round and firm.Normally I am not into anal but her ass turned me so much I wanted to plow her's.Has time went on she. "Thanks!" I told her as I got out. "Wishme luck!"As I made my way along the sidewalk to the door, my heels made thatsame wonderful clicking sound I'd always liked whenever chic, well-dressed women walked by, and it reminded me how far I'd already come inmy transition from boyhood. I was about to interview for a covetedposition only offered to select young women who possessed the rightgenetic traits - well, mainly one trait, namely physical beauty. Sure,you also had to have a great sense of.