“Have any ginger ale?”“I believe we do. Okay…two Chardonnays, a ginger ale, and a gin and tonic coming right up.” Gail was waiting for me,...a scowl on her face, when I reached into the refrigerator for the wine.“I thought you were going to be a genial host.”“I don’t recall saying anything like that. I said I’d endure one evening with them…that’s all.” I removed the plastic seal from the bottle’s top and plunged the corkscrew into the cork and twisted, sniffing it once it was removed. After. Suddenly she lifted, breaking contact with her clit and held that position for a moment as her shuddering continued, liquid still dripping down onto my face. Her pussy was gaping wide open as if she'd just been fucked by a baloney roll and I swear I saw her clit throbbing and twitching. Then her teeth let go of my finger and with a loud sigh she rolled over to my left side, onto her left side. Her right hand stroked my belly where she'd gripped it and said, "I don’t remember ever cumming that. This young lout needs some strict petticoating to mend his ways. Pleasegive him the full treatment as before, with those other naughty boys.I'll be back in 15 minutes to check on progress." She then walked out,with me looking aghast - what was this petticoating and full treatmentgoing to be?It didn't take long to find out. That awful Hilda was holding a pair ofelastic panties, which she handed to me. "Peter, you have five minutesto undress and put these panties on by yourself. If you. When she started meeting him thrust for thrust, sending his cock deep into her throat, he knew he could not hold out very long.She used her hands on his hips to pull him deep into her mouth. He grabbed her hair and pulled her to him at the same time. They moved in sync with long, deep, hard strokes. His cock was rigid and he felt ready. She brought her right hand forward, then, reaching between his legs, she gently grabbed his balls and started to squeeze. That was all it took. He felt himself.