I long to lean close, tongue outstretched, and prepare her with quick short flicks that will make her gasp in surprise, and when I stop, whimper for m...re. Pouring warmed lubricant between her ass cleavage, I watch a slippery bead of clear lube roll slowly over her anus before mixing with her excitement and dripping to the sheets between her parted thighs. I think much more is necessary for the pleasure that is sure to come. Inching forward on my knees, I rest my extra stiff cock in the valley. I thought that at last it is over and now I can go home.When I stepped out, she was waiting. She commanded “Now come with me” I said”sorry ma’am, please let me go.I’ll never repeat it. I promise. Please….” she said ” Shut up you rascal. I know you boys very well. Come with me.” As I was blackmailed, I had to go. We were in an auto and soon I was in her building. She opened her flat and pushed me in, closed and locked the door.She ordered me to remove my shirt and pant. Now I was in my banyan. Although they were enjoyable the truth was, we needed something more. We both craved excitement, the rush you get when you touch someone for the first time. From these depths, the fantasy arose for Jenny to make love with another man while I watched. What we needed now was someone clean, discrete and acceptable to us both. Before we met Jenny had a brief affair with a married colleague. Fortunately, Graham had kept in touch. We agreed that as he was married, he was more likely to be discrete. " Well, shit, Karen, she was on her knees rear-sucking your snatch because she could now openly be a whore. That's a bit different than going up to Sister Odem while she's on her hands and knees scrubbing the floor of the church kitchen and doing the same thing." So, you like that big butted bitch, do you?" She reminds me of my mom when she scrubs the floor." Well, stud, go get it or don't cry to me about not getting any. If that widder woman doesn't need a good fucking on the kitchen floor, no.