"Don't look, it's embarrassing." She said in a gasping-moaning manner as she covered my eyes with her hand. Her other hand now trying to hold on to th... wall. Her knees were weak and her moans louder.My middle finger was wrapped around her vagina and my thumb rubbed her clit. Even though water was showering upon us, I felt her squirt. I pulled my finger out of her vagina and pushed it into her mouth, she licked my finger. "This is how you taste."I pulled my finger out of her mouth and sucked on. I slid my lips over the cucumber.I sucked on it. My eyes squeezed closed as I worked the cucumber in and out of my mouth. I tasted its waxy skin. My tongue swirled around it as I squirmed in delight. I squealed about it, picturing it was Corey’s big dick in my mouth.“Mom! Mom!” Corey groaned. “Oh, wow, Mom, that’s great. I love it. You’re making my dick feel amazing!”I sucked harder. My tongue caressed over it. My pussy warmed, that itch intensifying. I pumped the vegetable deep into my mouth. ’ The main course came. I’d ordered the Lobster ravioli and a glass of Tuscany Chianti. ‘I don’t have any better ideas,’ I said. ‘Soft Hammer, it is!’ Four days later, we took off from the Melbourne airport on Florida’s Space Coast in my Lear 60, headed for the Florida panhandle. Our device was set for Thor’s recommended 150 kilometers and was turned on. I flew at an altitude of 36,000 feet, made a turn west of Panama City and we flew east toward Daytona Beach. The Hammer’s field would cover. Her lover it was Approaching the door. Unaware of his presence She slid to the floor. In front of the mirror She continued to play. As he watched in delight But not a sound did he say. Hard as a rock, And wanting more. He removed his clothes And slid past the door. Her passion was building She wanted to gush, But she new I’d be better If she did not rush. So she closed her eyes And tipped her head back. The sight of this caused, A swell in his sack. He reached from behind, Grabbing hold of her.