I had already decided I would refuse to accept whatever was in the box. It was the only decent avenue left for me. Under the tissue was a fancy certif...cate for free tailoring and under it a dark gray suit. The skirt and jacket were cut finer than I had a right to touch. The fabric was soft, but didn’t look it. The thread count was well beyond anything I owned. When I saw the label I choked. It was an ‘Arturo Carducci’ original. It took an internet search and a phone call to realize I had a. You are teasing me, I don’t like that. I want you to fuck me, now.” She pushed him onto his back, went down on him and started to suck his cock until she was satisfied with its stiffness. She then moved to straddle him and using her hand she guided his rod into her already wet and wanting love canal. As his head vanished into her opening she fixated her eyes on his and slowly moved her body down to engulf him fully. As her pussy had encased his entire length her eyes turned up until he saw only. .And suddenly, the door went open, and there she was my godess, I almost fainted.She said; come here, sit on your knees, I want you to eat my pussy. And lifted up her skirt, and nothing was under it. Hurry boy, I waited allready so long, do it know. She was very wet, and I loved it to lick her big a bit hairy pussy. Make me come, I need it so bad. And the only thing I could say; yes mistress. My god, she was so wet, and was there under her skirt, I wanted to see her tits. But she gave me no. When they chanced to make eye contact every once in a while, she blushed and looked back down at her tattered paperback. He noticed her nice legs sticking out of her skirt, which wasn't as long as currently fashionable.The old man was grumbling aloud again. Brendan had no doubt that the thick fake gold chain around the man's neck ended in a garish gold cross to match the pin on his frayed lapel with the NBC logo of the New Baptist Convention on it. It had to be a cross because Catholic.