Still, something about that made me even hotter. Thoughts ran through my mind about running my tongue up that ass hole into her dripping cunt and sens...ng the aroma of her snatch in her sopping wet grey bush.I knew I had to snap myself back to reality fast or I was going to dump an elephant sized wad of spunk right there on the ground in front of her!So I immediately said bye, continued to the garage, opened the door, carried the trash in and set the bag on the floor. Knowing she was still out. 'Would you actually - masturbate in front of me?''If you wanted me to I would.'She smiled. 'I'd like that. I'd let you watch me too.' David looked at her, his fingers still wrapped around his shaft. 'But right now I think I'd like to take care of it for you.'She stepped closer to him, taking his hard-on in her hand, feeling the wetness at the tip, spreading it down over the head and shaft. David sighed and watched as the pretty blonde lowered to her knees, her tongue touching the tip of his. The encounters continued for weeks to come , I felt I had fallen for this man , we would usually do it on Saturdays ( Monday to Friday I go to school and Sunday my aunt stays at home ). I’d learned from my uncle the different positions in the ways of sex, thrice a week he would find ways to satisfy his lust. Even on my period he would find ways to deal with it by using my mouth mostly of the time, It was a Monday , my aunt has early for her market stall , my uncle was late for his daily driving. “Well, that’s what I was trying to do last night, and she bit me for it.”“I’m sorry baby; I didn’t mean to bite you so hard. But you know how to act in the future, so I trust you will be much more discrete next time.”“Girls, I need to get something to eat.”“We do too, sweetie. We were waiting for you at Quins, but you never came. All we’ve had are Mimosas,” said Connie.“Oh, I’m sorry, let’s go back to Quins, maybe Frank will make our favorites anyway.”We headed back to Quins, where Megan Quin,.