Might as well give the old man a little treat she mused to herself.The long hair brunette liked to tweak the interest of the men she passed. 5'6" and ...05 lbs, she had a figure that was more than pleasing to the male eye. The short sleeved yellow blouse and blue skirt completed the picture.As the elevator rose to the 12th floor, Sally reached into her purse for her keys. Grandmother always told her, have your keys ready before you get out of the elevator. It's safer that way. Sometimes, Shirley. ?Ok, well, get a good night’s sleep. We’re going to meet as a family in the morning. Eleven o’clock in the living room.??Ok, I should be up by then.??I’m sure you will. If not I’ll have your father wake you. Sleep well, Scott,? she said.That night Scott didn’t sleep so well. He jerked off secretively into an old sock. Then he was aroused again at 1:30 AM when Becky came home. He was surprised she didn’t have curfew, but her mom apparently trusted her. Cripes, Donna gave the girl a BMW. Candy’s sperm covered face from the movie came to mind with the realisation that there wasn’t anything sexual that she couldn’t do.He was in their hands, in their control and out of control at the same time. He had no choice in the matter, the only question was when he would come. He was so aroused he thought it might hurt, thought he might explode, thought it might never stop.When he did come, it seemed to take forever, becoming a new kind of pain, feeling so sensitive he dared not move but. “Yum.” She exclaimed bringing her mouth away from its exploratory excursion of my cock. “It certainly tastes better with some body heat applied.” She smiled wickedly. Her eyes had a smouldering and dangerous look while her hand pumped me, spreading the oil broadly all over my genitals. She paid particular attention to the sensitive spot on the underside of my cock head, causing me to buck with each contact she made. My head was spinning and my chest was heaving, deeply inhaling in response to.