...... i do as i and told and swallow every drop you give me until you beg me to stop. than i look up at you and say good morning :). ... we get up and i head off to the kitchen to start the tea pot, and get turn on the tv to check on the weather, you come down and giv eme a big hug and kiss and thank me for a wonderful wake up... I smile and tell you tomorrow i hope to get the same thing. you smile and kiss me again and said wait and see. i tell you that the weather. His huge cock slowly softened, and eventually fell out of my pussy with a “plop”. I knelt in front of him and took his now flaccid cock, still dangling out of the front of his slacks, and licked and sucked it clean, using my hand to stroke every last drop of cum out of it.I stood up and, still naked, walked him to the front door while I continued stroking and fondling his dick. He played with my tits as we walked, and at the door he gave each nipple a final kiss. I gave his monster cock one. Once again they talked more and more like old friends and possible old lovers. He dropped a few very oblique hints, but nothing that could reasonably be construed as sexual innuendoes. When they got back to her place, he walked her to the door, and she asked if he wanted to come in for a nightcap. He told her that normally he would love to, but that he unexpectedly had to leave very early in the morning for a long drive to and from a friend’s house, so he needed as much sleep as possible. He. " You want to feel like a woman," I said."When I put the clothes on, I feel like a woman. But ... I can'texplain it. When you look at me and like what you see. Or when you putyour arm around me. Then I don't have even the small amounts of doubtabout really ?being' a woman."I nodded at that. I understood the distinction she was making in spiteof wondering just a little why a man would want to feel that way.That, I thought, was something in her and probably something I couldnever understand.