The belt was a perfect fit, tight enough to compress her waist but not enough to cause pain or harm. The crotch strap was hanging down behind her. I t...ld Brenda to pass it through to me, and reached under Jennifer to draw it forward and up, clipping it into the catch at the front of the waist belt. Again I glanced up to make sure Jennifer wasn't looking at what I was doing, and frankly was quite impressed that she was standing looking straight ahead as I had ordered.As Brenda watched open. The doorbell rings and my heart skip’s a beat. A sudden wave of anxiety washes over me like the fear when the shower scene in the movie Physco. I can’t do this. I’m going to be a virgin the rest of my life. I swear you can see my boobs pumping to the rhythm of my heartbeat, it is racing so fast. I can’t not do this again; so, mustering up as much courage as I can, I take my hands and fluff up my boobs. Have one last look in the mirror, run down the stairs and I open the front door to the. "Come on Bobby! You've got be close!" she groaned"Nope!" I grinned back loving this moment."Fine!" she then groaned, and then to my amazement again, she knelt down between my open legs, pulled my cock down towards her, and I watched in stunned silence as she fed my big red bulbous cockhead into her open wet mouth."Oh fuck yes!" I groaned as Ms Johnson slid her mature mouth up the length of my cock.Then she began to bob her head back and forth, sliding it up and down my hard thick shaft and. I kept this up and knelt forwards to keep her clitoris amused and the combination of massaging her G-spot and sucking her swollen clitoris was having the desired effect. Her hips rose and fell to the same rhythm as my tongue and fingers. She was panting hard - a low guttural grunt and my fingers could feel her vaginal muscles starting to contract – she was so close.I gradually increased the tempo and she soon took over the lead – I matched her hips thrusting with my tongue and fingers and she.