Looking back over my shoulder at James, I bent from the waist to shake her. My sepia bottom provocatively exposed for Jim to admire made him groan and...flex his penis in agitation. "Get up Sue we're not finished yet," I cooed stroking her hair. "Please, no more, no more." She pleaded, to no avail. I pinched and pulled her nipples several times before she got to her feet. "What do you want me to do now Ma'am?" She asked softly. She noticed the cane's replacement; a stout goat skin paddle,. For the first time, I saw her in blouse and petticoat. But those would also be taken off by me.She was facing me. I was enjoying the sight of her plumpy waist and cleavage. I shifted closer to her. She was 49 and I was just 19. She didn’t know that I love her mature figure. I sniffed her boobs and naked waist. Her body aroma was nice. I reached her lips. Touched them with mine. She suddenly woke up and said, “Beta, what are you doing?” Her face looked very tempting. I said that she was quite. I walked up to him andslipped my hand inside his underwear, wrapping my fingersaround his shaft and giving a little squeeze, it was so hardand I loved how it felt. I helped him remove his shorts andas I was squatting down to remove them from his ankles hiscock was right in my face, which is where I love to be. I lickedthe tip of it and was rewarded with a drop of precum. thenI let my mouth wrap around the shaft and to show my inexperiencednew guy just how good I was I went deep all the way to. She spoke to me about her family and her job. Although relaxed, our conversation seemed rushed; as if we both of us had a predetermined level of comfort that we wanted to attain as quickly as possible. The more she spoke, the more I learned about her. In a very short period of time, I felt as if I had known Arlene my whole life. I spoke about myself also and she seemed overly enthralled listening to the superficial details I provided regarding my own life. We went from strangers to.