Very well, Ms. Bond, your agent number is0069.’ She couldn’t resist shocking the old geezer by squealing, ‘Ooh, 69, my favorite position. I won�...�t forget MY agent number! That even SOUNDS like me in the middle of a 69: ‘OH! OOOHHH! SSSIXTYYY-NNNNINE ME!” M was seeing Jane Bond in a whole new light. Maybe she wasn’t as reserved as he had thought on first impression. His mind briefly wandered back to wondering what charms were hidden under her tight blazer. He began to wonder if maybe she would. She was bending over to pick a toppled pile of paper napkins from the lawn, and from where I was walking on the other side of the street, I had a good view of her smooth, tanned thighs. I had a sudden mental image of my hands parting those thighs, my tongue travelling from behind the back of her supple knee to the spot where her moist folds waited, plump and inviting. The voice of one of the little girls brought me back to reality. “But there's no one buying!” I could hear the unshed tears. She. Justas I did, Marie let out a whimper and whispered "I've been wanting you to dothat so bad, what took you so long?" Upon hearing Marie moan, Steph stopped her sucking on hisnow fully erect 7-inch cock and bent up to kiss Steve and ask him a question.I couldn't hear it, but when Steve replied "Of course, Dear," she stood upand I suspected I knew what she had asked. As she rose and began walking overto us I was certain so I whispered to Marie, "Someone else here wants to caressyour beautiful. ..Off we went up to shower (having spent the day in our PJs being lazy) do some quick fingering and a blowie in the bathroom, and next thing, he had me on all fours on the bed, blindfolded and my ass was taking a hard hand spanking, walloping down thick and fast, one cheek to the other.Good long deep strokes sent the heat to my ass cheeks quickly. Next came the accoutrements; plastic spatula, which felt amazing, quick spicy strokes getting me wet right away! Next thing, and I wasn’t expecting.