‘That didn’t take a long at all,’ Lynn said. She could get to like this! She moved the pail to the middle of the living room. ‘You start over ...here by the TV. I’ll start at the bay window. Can you reach the bucket ok then?’ ‘Sure, babe. I’ve got long arms.’ Henry grinned at her. Lynn smiled back. It was an old joke – how short she was, how tall he was. How much he could reach that she couldn’t. Soft swishes of rags across wood lulled Lynn into a meditative state. The muted sunlight of February. "He should be at the skatepark" She said wiping tears from her eyes."Alright be back soon." I said grabbing my keys.As I drive to the skatepark I talk to myself about how im gonna talk to him. I dont know him all him all that well. When I pulled up I saw him sitting in a bench making out with a girl in my class. Im doing my best not to jump out of the car and go beat his ass to a pulp. As I regain mental strength I notice my door opening and quickly close it. I start up the engine and drive. He’s finally made the ultimate conquest, the one he’s been waiting for all summer. “Oh, shit!” he groans, as Jen’s mouth engulfs his stiffened shaft down to the balls… “Oh, my god!” Jen cries out, throwing her head back on her pillow and spasmodically clutching at the bedsheets as Aaron drives her to climax with his tongue. “Mmmm…you like that…?” the stud murmurs, delighting in the taste of the gorgeous brunette’s womanhood. “Oh my god! Yes! Yes!” Jen screams in reply as Aaron inflicts more. I got myself sorted, went by the night shop to grab a fresh bottle of rosé and straight to the hotel.I'll climb up to the room and knock on the door. The door is immediately opened by a woman in her 40’s, in shirt, bra and panties. She's almost 1m70, with a nice body. She asks me to come in, we do the presentations, I pour the wine, we talk a little. She asks me about my past experiences and I tell her about my swing experiences, when I organized gang-bangs for lady friends of mine in Chile,.