She motioned me to lay on the floor grabbing a cushion which I put under my head and then proceeded to straddle my face lowering herself on to me, the...sweet aroma filling the air and I felt the wetness on my face as she started to gyrate backwards and forward, the taste of her pussy so sweet and my nose going up her arse. She reached down and started to massage my click back to life as my tongue slid inside her wet thatch, as my tongue flicked around I started to suck on her clit which after a. "You'd better show me through then." Can I take your coat?"She looked around. I suppose in some places she goes she would be reluctant to leave it out of sight but I have my own front door and three rooms to myself. She obviously decided it would be all right. "I suppose so."I took it from her and hung it on the hook at the back of the door. "It's best if we go through there," I said pointing to the door to my living space.I followed her through. I was feeling apprehensive – well that was. It took a lot of will power to hold back as the feeling of my own cum as lubrication, her wetness and the sucking action that she was controlling with her pussy. After a few more strokes i once again blew my load to fill her for the second time as i sat there in amazement she instructed me to get dressed as she did, she cleaned my member off with her tongue and with out cleaning herself off she slid her panties back on and went back to work. When i asked if she was sure if she didn’t want to. I had no idea. I always thought she was so nice. She takes her kids to church every Sunday. Finally, finally, finally, it was Jenna’s turn to dance. ‘May I have this dance,’ I said. ‘Sure,’ she said with a demure smile. If she was pretty before, she’s so much prettier when she smiles. So far, Jenna was the only one acting like the lady that I’ve always known her to be. She was the only one who wasn’t groping me and feeling my cock. We dance, we talked, and we laughed. As if we were good.