I went as fast as I could, but I sort of played for time, as well, carefully folding my blouse and draping it over the arm of the sofa. I stopped tota...ly for a moment, gawking, as she finished and stood before me like a sculpted work of art. Her body was perfect. Perfect. I would have given anything to have breasts like those, so well suited to the rest of her gorgeous frame. ‘I’m not …’ I protested, ‘I don’t … I mean, with another woman … it’s not what I ….’ I couldn’t find the words to make. There was still not much going on, but the next time around things started to get interesting. It was time for the blouse. Peter won this game and I could see his anticipation at stripping her blouse off. Suzanne again waited thru the game at my side and even leaned her hip against my shoulder. Finally, after the win, Peter grabbed $40 and put it in the jar. Suzanne went and stood right in front of him. She pulled her blouse out of her skirt to make it available to him all the way to the. "Hello?" he called out. "Is anyone home?"He reached out and gently pushed the door open further. He stuck his head inside the house. "Hello? Ms. Franklin? Are you here?"Peter picked up his briefcase and stepped into the dark house. He waited until his eyes grew used to the darkness and then closed the door behind him. There was a tiny click as the lock engaged itself. The living room was cluttered with old boxes and stacks of books and newspapers. The furniture was old and tattered. The walls. As she bent her knees, her long, nylon sheathed legs parted and her loose negligee hung open in front. Jenny knew that from his vantage point, Tony had a clear view of his mommy's hard nipples and wet panties. Her mouth hung open as she reached to place a hand on his thick shoulder and lean forward to grab the fork at his feet. Jenny's parted lips were only inches away from her baby's dick and as she marveled at its length, the shaft pulsed and the head stood out prominently through his pant.