Betty Lou unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it to the side allowing her braless tits out into the open air. She took my right hand and guided it aroun... her shoulders to her firm young mound. She managed to get my rapidly hardening cock and balls out of my pants and planted a kiss on the tip of it while licking the first drop of pre cum from my slit. She stroked my now fully hard 6-1/2 inch cock with her hand and let the head slip between her lips. She circled my cockhead with her tongue and. I’m gonna get some more wine. You want anything? I’m your little helper, remember?” She said this with a bit more sultriness to her voice. “No? Nothing?” looking him in the eyes again. She stood up and collected her glass, then went off to the kitchen to fill it.Outside the skies darkened and it began to rain, slowly at first but then steadily as thunder rolled in the distance. As he lay on the couch he was thankful at least to be wearing jeans, because the bulge in his pants would otherwise. Dancing close with Murphy is a pleasure that I’ll remember long into my elderly years. It’s been said that people tend not to regret things that they’ve done so much as those which they didn’t do. I think I would very much regret not taking Murphy dancing. After about an hour of dancing I gave Murphy one last twirl drew her to me for the faintest of kisses, smiled and whispered, “Don’t you think it’s about time you started earning your keep whore?” Murphy grinned and said, “OK, take me. Take. I noticed both indoor and outdoor security cameras scattered around the premises, as well as around the access road. This was a well-protected neighborhood.Jasmine looked around inside the house, waved to a few people she knew, and then led us to her ‘boss’ for the two weeks, Jerry Bloom. Jerry was a young guy wearing flip-flops, board shorts, and a tie-dye t-shirt. He looked in his mid-thirties and also looked ripped and a bit of a surfer dude. He greeted Jasmine with a hug and I got.