‘Oh yeah its a perfect day for painting’ I replied. She took me into her garden and we walked down to the bottom where the old summer house was. �...�Its not been painted since Bob died, it really needs a good paint’ Mrs Roper told me what she wanted doing and I got on with it, she had prepared everything in the shed and I got it all set up. It must have been mid morning and Mrs Roper came out ‘How about a nice cup of tea’ ‘Yes please’ and I went into the house, we sat in the conservatory. WOW!!! she tastes so good. I then remove my finger from her pussy and replace it with my tongue. " Fuck my pussy with your tongue, Damn that feels sooo good." So I began to alternate between sucking her clit and sticking my tongue in her pussy and finger fucking her in between. She begins moan and move her hips and grind on my face and than she explodes with an orgasm. " Fuck me with that cock of yours" she demands. So I stand up and pull down my shorts and boxers and she lays back on the rock. She smiled kindly waving him over with an eagee grin. The sight of her smile nearly knocked him over. Joey had never been looked at such desire and wanting. It was thrilling and yet he felt afraid... All his life Joey had a shameful secret hidden from the girls of the school. This secrecy had been purchased from the guys after much bribery and at great expense. His small pale penis was only one inch. It was like he never hit puberty, there was no growth and not a hint of pubic hair. To Joey’s. While I was admiring this, I noticed that she was wearing the gold necklace I had given her in February for her birthday. To top it all off, she had a flower in her hair, giving her a sort of innocence that I found irresistible. She snuggled up close to me, laying her head on my chest. I had one hand around her shoulders and gently stroked her hair with the other. She looked up at me and smiled contentedly, then settled back down again. We just sat like this for a few minutes, I listened to.