I still had my personal body warmer, Susie, but my comforter had gone back into the Robinson's box and was sitting in its summer home in the attic som...where.Thanks to global warming, I'd been able to get by for most of the week since Congress decided to save energy by turning back the clocks so that gas could go up above three bucks again. But last night had gotten a bit cooler than the last few.We'd had a few weeks of global cooling a month or two ago and our oranges would be three or four. "Edwina, I thought you had my pantry well stocked!" Sorry sir," she answered in an obviously exaggerated drawl. "Safeway was fresh outta orange blossom water."Edwina and I laughed, and after a moment, I thought I heard a small, clear titter coming from behind the hand covering Mrs. Trinh's mouth.The meal was fine, though the salad was not something I would go out of my way to ask for. It certainly showed me that Mrs. Trinh was a good cook, and the cuisine she had access to was. I continue to make love to you with my lips and tongue. Your orgasm builds and your moans get louder, however you are worried that someone will here us, but we are too far along for us to stop now. I look up and see you have your forearm in your mouth muffling you passionate moans of excitement. After a several minutes I can feel your orgasm building I run my tongue directly on your clit. Your thighs start to quiver and your pelvis is thrusting up and down as you gush your nectar, which I lap. His cock inches from my mouth. I played with it for a while, having him wait for what was about to happen where he works. He turned down the volume of his radio. I felt his hands on my head and I knew what he was asking for. I leaned in and licked his cockhead. Lapping the precum off his cock. It was warm and my hand barely fit around it. I thought to myself that I must take it slow. I licked up and down on his shaft. My tongue gliding along his cock. It felt just right to be on my knees.