I turned into the road. I turned into the road....where I thought Sycamore Avenue was, but it wasn’t. It was Beech Drive.Noo I thought, and chec...ed my watch. I still had a few minutes left. But if this wasn’t Sycamore, where was it? All the roads round here were named after trees, so I suppose this was why I was confused. I turned down Maple Road, Ash Avenue. OK I looked again at my watch; 7:01; and atthe same time I saw the sign for Sycamore further down the road. I was. Max comfort. I thought of even sans-panties but figured I better be careful what I flash. My husband is still up in Alaska doing some Air Force thing until tonight and I was lucky to my k**s arranged sleepover at friends so I wasn’t having to bath and get them to bed.Where I am lucky is that my stepson, even though his job in the Marines is Infantry stuff, he’s taking classes in physical therapy and may even switchover to the Navy when his enlistment is done so he can attend PT school. As we’re. Her movement increased in speed. I found myself lifting off the bed and thrusting, I was fucking her mouth. I felt that wonderful surge as my sperm surged through my cock and shot into her mouth. She continued sucking and swallowing until I had finished. As she removed her mouth, she licked my cock clean. She turned and looked at me and smiled.She stood up and slid her panties off. She then climbed onto the bed and straddled my chest. She moved upwards and slowly lowered herself onto my face. I. Nonetheless, we did manage to finally stop fooling around. After all, there was still a lot for Erica to show me. There was a secret compartment built into the wall behind the mirror, which had mouth wash, make up, a large supply of disinfectant wipes and everything to get a girl clean. Well, not really clean, but less like a dirty slut, at least. After we had wiped down our naked bodies, (we each wiped down the other of course,) Erica hurriedly showed me a few last minute things. The toilet.