I rang the doorbell and she came to the door in her robe long gray hair down to her shoulders. Her yard was already done so I asked her, what do you ...eed me to do? She took me into her bedroom and she dropped the robe and got in the bed. Looked at me and said, "what are you waiting for". I quickly took off my clothes and dived in. I open her legs to get to that big gray hairy bush,spread the pussy lips and started sucking. She rotated her ass round and round and moaned and started talking. My mind pictured it now that thick hard dark-skinned cock with those veins bursting life into the tip.“are you wanking” I whispered at the phone, Abram didn’t answer the question that would be giving up his control to me and he wasn’t going to do that.“open your legs and slip your hands down your panties” he quietly replied. Still holding the phone in one hand I slid my hand down the front of my skirt and slowly slipped my fingers into the rim of my panties and lifted them up. I could see on. Conner, was 35. He had one, full, tattooed sleeve and another tattoo along his left forearm. She wasn’t fully sure what mixed race he was, but he always had nice, golden skin. He dressed handsomely, always wearing dress shirts with a matching tie, dress pants, and as a bad boy touch, biker boots. Even through his shirts she could see his muscular arms and constantly fantasized about what else lay beneath…She traced the vibrator down her body, imagining Mr.Conner sexily kissing down to her. .. I opened my eyes as the tongue rammed home, plunging my cunt with it's warm softness. I moaned loudly and pushed back against that tongue, meeting each thrust. I was cutting it close, knew I had to ask quickly, but that damn tongue kept interfering, kept distracting me. I closed my eyes part way and groaned again, louder. Damn she was good. I held my breath, opened my eyes and looked at you, making my plea. "Master, may I please cum?" A groan pierced the room."Master, oh please! May I cum.