“It’ll wash off; acrylic. Second coat after coffee and the kitchen’s done.”“Come swimming then; let’s celebrate by getting wet together.�...That’s so her; she’s been wooing me from the get-go. “Nothing ventured, nothing gained,” she had said when I first called her out for flirting with a married woman. She wasn’t embarrassed, just held my gaze knowingly.I had rolled my eyes; she had smirked and said, “Surprised I knew my Chaucer, Annie?”And in truth, I had been surprised. Not expecting someone. The mother talked; the daughter watched me like a bird of prey, a very lovely one but with a hungry look."The Germans have been a problem recently," the mother was saying, "bent on, well there is no other word, on just, plain rape and very insistent. We have both have our clothes torn and our, um, our bodies pinched, scratched and bitten."The daughter nodded and shrugged her firm boobies within her tight gown, bobbling them upward. I kept my saucer in my lap to conceal what I was feeling as her. My ass was in for such a treat.I was told to take the head just into the front part of my mouth ever so slightly using my tongue as a guide along the base of the head to rest inside my mouth. Gently massaging the underside of the head with my tongue pulsing back and forth just enough to keep the tip inside my mouth. As I started to progress with a nice tongue rhythm along the base and rim of the mushroom head, I was told to gently circle the entire front part of the head up each side and up. Although she said in our texts that there wouldn't be any talking when I arrived, once she saw she couldn't help but let out "oh wow you look great gurl!" She walked me down the hall and opened a bedroom door, and said "have fun" with a grin.Her husband was laying on the bed in his boxer shorts. While he wasn't exactly my type, he was in shape and had a nice bulge. He was smaller than me, but I learned to accept that because if it meant the difference between not getting cock and getting.