Would that be OK?”“I guess, Jill as long as all of the prep is actually done. You know how that night shift is. If it’s not all done, you know I...��ll hear about it!” Karen replied.“I promise. Believe me, you won’t hear any bitching from them about me! Well, at least not about the dinner prep being done today.” Jill said and laughed and then looked at me again and again smiled broadly.I hadn’t even realized it, but Karen and I were still holding hands throughout their entire conversation. Jill. He was certainly not the least bit like his more sedate father, Mister Anderson, her husband’s boss and stern disciplinarian par excellence. The older man was well-practiced with either belt or cane and he often gave Sue his full attention reminding her that he had complete control over her husband’s success in business and the awarding of bonuses to insure they had a comfortable lifestyle in concert with their social standing.The tub was perfect in both temperature and in the addition of the. I pull her up to me, I will keep you in mind and some night will come by and fuck you into a c***. Let go and walk out. I hear the sound of her excitement. DAMN, that's nice; she said. Week later I have a letter with a key. Open and find Rose in a picture half nude a key to her house and address. "I am off and I do not sleep at night, I will be here at home. If you would like stop by and have dinner on me" her phone number and call before you come. At 3 am most is dead, I call and door is open. I asked her to squat i.e. the Indian position for potty. She sat on my face and that anyway was what she wanted. But in this position I could see her sweet pussy as well her puckered as hole. I started playing with her pussy, with my fingers. She started squealing. Later came to know this was also her first time but being a bit elder to me and also having heard a lot from her friends she always acted as if she is a pro which she wasn’t. As I fingering increased she started leaking, her juices.