She moaned and threw her head back as I kissed her neck,"Dave I'm wet, I'm soaking"I lifted her arms up above her head whilst I licked at the sweaty f...esh of her armpits and she gasped, her hands scrabbling at my belt buckle, I hadn't put any pants on beneath my jeans and my cock sprang out as she unzipped me.Her hot mouth engulfed me and she made me lift up so she could pull my jeans right off me without losing her prize, she licked the sweat off each testicle in turn and then ran her tongue. For the job, I acquired the necessary standard office wardrobe, consisting mostly of top-of-the knee length pencil skirts or full pleated skirts, worn with a slip underneath, button-down blouses, stockings, and high heels.~ ~ ~Our lives were orderly and comfortable. My son and I continued to live quietly in Gran’s modest three-bedroom bungalow. He was entering his last years of schooling, and I continued to work in the admin offices at the furniture factory.In the evenings, my son and I set. She was wearing black hijab, jeans and a tight shirt. Tom could now clearly see how large tits she had. They worked for some time, then Aiza asked if she could have a glass of water, since the sink in the kitchen was broken, Tom handed her a glass and told her to use the sink in the bathroom. Azia went, then suddenly Tom remembered that he had some porn mags laying around in the bathroom. He rushed after her, but it was too late, when he entered the the room, Aiza had already turned a page in. . a big cock too, I thought sourly.But Shirley found it so exciting, “Oh your so lucky Mary! How did you meet him? How tall is he? Have you kissed him yet?” Shirley enthused over it all with Mary but I felt left out. I was jealous of course; I was losing Mary, who I had thought of as mine.The first time Jonny brought her home on his motorbike, I saw it was a Bonneville! The bike that was every lads dream; a thing of power and beauty; and Jonny was an impressive looking chap too. Tall dark and.