One warm Friday night after she had been in the village for a few months, Jackie had cooked a rather overly-fancy dinner for the three of us – Johnn... was home for the weekend - and we were sitting on their terrace drinking coffee and finishing our third bottle of wine.The night was beautiful; all three of us were a little tipsy, especially Johnny and the talk had moved onto old times. Unsurprisingly, Jackie hated it when he and I talked about things with which she couldn’t join in but that. He wasn’t at all bothered about the building work. He’d worked on house renovations and shop fit-outs, before. The shop could work out well, as, in the last couple of days, they had been asked to do a much bigger wedding, and there were some other functions that were coming up through friends. The fact that it was October and they thought they could get some Christmas functions, also worked in their favour. So they made the decision that night, that if the shop deal came off, he would chuck. The red light was blinking, indicating that I had messages. I hauled the phone and a second beer out on the porch, which looked across the end street out onto the beach, and dialed, for my messages. The first message was from the boat yard across the river from Mayport. They could take the boat for a hull survey and rehabilitation on Monday morning. Today was Wednesday. I made a note to tell Deborah she’d be homeless for a few days. I reckoned she could come here and promised to pick up some of. She eventually came listening to me and hoped I would cum too! I mentioned I wanted to cum but not like that. I wanted her to help me. She beckoned me over and layed me on the bed. She started to lick her way up my leg and sucking my cock. I was so ready to pop from this cougar going down on me but I held back because I wanted to fuck her so bad. After a bit, I turned her over and told her I wanted to taste her and buried my face in her wet juicy pussy. After making her cum again, she.