My hair was still its natural blonde color, and my eyes were still as blue… and fortunately my face hadn’t started showing the cracks and lines th...t the stress of Paul’s father leaving us could have caused. My 34 C breasts hadn’t started to sag at all, and I still enjoyed running so my legs were still toned, my tummy was still tight, and my butt still looked as good in a pair of tight jeans as it did when I was twenty.Once I was in the tub, I took a big sip of wine, and then I laid back in the. The suction feels wonderful and she is moving back up my shaft and then she says are you ready for your surprises and I tell her yes and the I feel something warm slide over my cock and then something ice cold. I open my eyes to see Katie sucking my cock and she has slipped some ice cubes from the cooler in her mouth and it is awesome. She slides back over my cock and she sucks until I can’t take it anymore and I explode in her mouth. I send spurt after spurt down her throat and she sucks me. Andrea is different to me in more ways than we are alike. Her chief enthusiasm then and now is for folk music. She played an acoustic guitar as well as the kind of cheap violin that typically only folk fiddlers play. She was an avid fan of the River Bank and of course their lead singer and guitarist, John River. So, it was inevitable that she’d want to go and see Crystal Passion given her historical association with John River. ‘I don’t know a lot about the River Bank and I’ve never heard of. I felt her hair, and then her leg graze my cock.Oh god! Had she felt me? Did she know I was hard? Did she think I was some kind of pervert? She came up for air on the other side of me and said she had to get out so she could tan. I thought I blew it with her, so I left the water feeling pretty depressed about myself. After drying off, I pulled my bathing suit off and saw that I was still hard. Immediately all I could think of was her. I decided I needed some “stress relief.” I lay down on my.