She wore a short white skirt that I was touching to see what kind of material it was. I asked her if she missed my dick, and she smiled saying she wo...ldn't have come over if she didn't... I laughed as I caressed her inner thigh with my right hand, while playing in her hair with my left. She had long curly hair, like a Spanish goddess, and a thick pussy that my dick loved... I couldn't wait to go anywhere, I just started playing with her pussy right there in the car. She looked at me with. ‘Well Joan, if ever you wish books to read again, feel free to come by the rectory after supper and I will let you read some that belong to the church.’ This was a very special offer as there were no libraries and all books were written by hand. It would be six hundred years before, Johannes Gutenberg would invent moveable type and print his first bible. The following evening, after making supper for her Father, Joan walked to the church and knocked on the rectory door. Father Paul answered and. I placed a pillow down so she could watch both me and the screen and went down on her. Her pussy was sweet to the taste and reminded me of a melon slice. I ran my tongue up and down her labia slowly to get a reaction and she was moaning lightly. I knew I was on the right track. I pushed my tongue inside her and her legs bent and lifted off the floor a little as I continued teasing her clit as she laid there squeezing her tits and enjoying the moment. Her clit was now engorged and I sucked it. We recalled all our old days. Talked about our life and job etc.We both were happy as you get when you catch-up with an old friend after more then 10 years of time and that to in a co-incidence. It was almost 1:00 am in the nigh Then I decided to leave for the day and catch-up sometime for a movie or an outing sort of thing. She told me that I will not find any auto from here at this time. She has her shift at 4 am, she can take to airport and I can take an auto or taxi from airport.Meanwhile I.