"If that's what I think it is, no thanks", I replied. "Well we'll have to see whether you're a good boy, wont we?", she said putting the bottle and gl...ss on the coffee table. She came over to me and sat on my stomach facing my feet. "Call that a prick?", she said flicking it with her fingers. "Give me a chance", I said, "I haven't had a chance to get worked up yet". "I've seen bigger matchsticks", she continued, waggling it from side to side (Great sense of humor my wife, anyone who didn't know. “I know…I turned off the air conditioner…” the librarian replies, pausing briefly before putting her mouth back to work. “What did you do that for?” J.J. asks, as he thumps her pussy with steady strokes. “So that you guys will sweat more!” she replies with a giggle. “Yeah, but you’re always complaining about how much I stink!” Aaron replies in a puzzled tone. “You both stink! And I’m not complaining…I love it! Pheromones!” the petite librarian replies with a giggle before putting Aaron’s tool. "You see? There is no escaping me, and you know you didn't really want to escape anyway." You don't know what I want."His pants and boxers were now off and he was back on the bed. He kissed me for a minute before saying, "Why don't you just be quiet and do as your told now, okay?" Yes, daddy." Good."Without another word he went straight to my pussy. His tongue licked up and down my slit a few times, eventually landing on my clit. His tongue swirled my clit a minute before he sucked on it. He. ” The comment is light and teasing. I am trying to paint a picture of what he is seeing, but I am failing miserably. I guess I am not much of a painter when it comes to seeing myself. But, I do have something of an image: half naked, my back shiny with perspiration (we don’t sweat, we perspire), the muscles I do have flexing as I swing the axe overhead, lopping off the smaller branches, and (probably the part he likes) my breasts swaying with each swing. But, it feels nice to me, the freedom of.