In fact, he once told me that I was like an anchor around his neck, so believe me I didn’t shed a single tear when he walked out and never came back... To a great extent, things were better, shortly after his departure, mom stopped crying herself to sleep every night and seemed much happier to be on her own.”“I’m delighted to hear that,” Jenny said, “The guy sounds like a real jerk and you’re probably better off without him. Now then, where were we?” She asked thoughtfully. Oh yes, I was about to. After a couple of minutes she stands up. She reaches out and grabs what she dropped. Later I will recognize the bag to which she has attached a long loop of leather.Hesitantly she moves back to me. One hand reach out to stroke my cock again. As she does that she slips the loop over my head. Then she drops to her knees. With her mouth and her hands she gets my cock hard again and then pumps it harder and harder.When the explosion comes I throw my head back and HOWL. She aims it at her chest and. During dinner she had listened to him speak but hardly heard him. The wine was easy on the pallet as she found herself loosening up to this man! Reminiscing even. She could not seem to get comfortable as the moistness rolled down her thigh and the thoughts of herself riding Roger's long as rumored cock invade her womb! His slacks were sporting a knob she could visibly see nicely formed due to her flirtatious nature. Eyes more focused into hers as if probing her mind and than her body. She was. I followed her to the bedroom where she laid down on the bed, spread her legs and started fingering her pussy. I was trying to get undressed as quickly as I could. Sheri said, well are you going to eat my pussy or what. I dove between her legs and started lapping at her sweet pussy. Her clit was swollen and her pussy juices where flowing at a unbelievable rate. As I was going down on Sheri, John entered the room, picked up my clothes and folded them. He then sat on a chair at the foot of the.