My excuse was to retrieve a ball glove her son had borrowed. Of course, it wasn't there. While she looked, I flirted. It worked, she made me some lunc..., apologized for not being able to find the glove. I gave her a hug, which led to a small kiss, which led to a big juicy kiss. Before I knew it, she was sitting on the table holding my head pressing my face into her juicy pussy. I fucked the loneliness right out of her. I went back everyday that week to tear that pussy up. She came to her senses. “You better get those shorts off before you rip a hole in them,” she says with a giggle. With that, I take a deep breath, hook my thumbs in the waistband of my shorts and swiftly pull them to my ankles. I stand straight up again and my penis stands straight out from my body parallel to the ground and pointing directly at Talia. I kick my shorts to one side and hold my arms out at my sides, presenting Talia with my nakedness. “Your turn,” I say. Talia’s eyes sweep over my body. Her eyes linger a. She came time after time after time - each time I applied some pressure with my tongue, licking furiously, it would set her off into yet another intense, pulsating, girating, screaming fucking orgasm. This chick was fucking hot and not so innocent, it seemed.She then grabbed my head, uttered the words "69, now!", and she laid back spread-eagled on my bed. I rose above her, my head hovering over her pussy, my hard cock descending on her mouth, which came up to meet my hardness and then absolute. .. not knowing how it was to arrive there...Silently he dropped to his knees.. lips touched her calves, sliding down towards her ankles... gently he raised her foot to his lips, kissing first one toe and then he other, slowly, gently, savoring each before drawing it into his mouth... softly he sucked and kissed each in turn...then moving to the arch of her foot and back to her toes again... a tiny moan of pleasure escaped her and her hand slid down gently to caress her mound.He moved forward,.