..home...love his cock! The shaft was shiny, slippery and moist with the mixture of his cum and her saliva. "Now you knows why theys call me Bone, bit...h! ...ya sure like it!" "MMMMMmm mmmm!" she mumbled as she slipped her lips over the huge flared head. The head was wider than Marcus' but her effort was facilitated by the copious youthful cum flowing out of his slit. Her mouth was filled by the circumference as she twisted back and forth around the knob and caressed the smooth slick skin with. When she came back she said you have a lovely house its so big .Yer to big for me thinking of moving Rose was just wearing her red bra and red knickers .They drank there coffe and chatted it seemed weird to Rose here was an old guy she had just sucked off dumped his cum all over her face and were talking about thinks like nothings happened .Right John said lets back to it hehe what do you want now ? Rose asked im going to sit in this hardback chair your going to straddle me and fuck yourself. Sometimes I could even get a quick flash of the back of her panties if she flipped her skirt hard enough. She never did that to any other guys so I suspected she was smitten with a crush on yours truly.As time went by she would get friendlier with, "Good morning Greg," or "Nice day Greg," even "Nice to see you Greg." Her smiles progressed to her batting her eyes at me whenever we met. I remember one time as she was about to pass me in the hall she (accidentally?) dropped one of her books on the. In one graceful movement, she swung her leg over and straddled me as she would one of her thoroughbred horses. Positioning my cock between her pussy lips, she rubbed herself along my growing member while arching back and pushing her lower body forward. Her firm breasts were just the right size and as perky, as it must have been when she was a student. I lent closer and sucked her one nipple into my mouth and started circling the erect little nub with my tongue, it was her turn to let slip a.