”“So?”“Look I know we’ve discussed this scenario with another man but I was expecting to be doing it with someone closer to our ages, not so...eone old enough to be my Granddad.”“Okay, as I’ve said we won’t do anything until you’re comfortable with it and not before.”“I’m flattered that he finds me attractive enough to flirt with me but that’s as far as it’s going to go.”Eight weeks later Allen came home from work early for a change and parked his car behind Sarah’s car. On entering the house, he. "That's okay. I know that feeling. If you ever need anything just bang on the door. I'm usually here if I'm not at work."Voicing her appreciation I motion for the ladies to take the lead down stairs. Walking down behind them I couldn't help but notice Kim's firm ass moving under the tight black dress. Lowering my head to look at the stairs so I wouldn't trip I watched Kim's perfectly tanned legs gracefully taking each step. Her gold ankle chain relecting off the afternoon sun. Sighing as I. But as soon as her tongue touched me, I forgot everything, a warm flow ran from between my legs, all the way through my body. Jasmins tongue worked its way in my hole, and then up to my clit, and back. She spent a minute just thrusting in and out of my body, then flicking it across my little bump. She licked it over and over and sucked on it. I felt something building deep in my hole, like I had never felt before. I thought about telling her it was happening, but I freaked, I bolted upright to. ” I was frozen with perplexity, not sure what she meant. Treva sensed by confusion and said “With your tongue woman, work your way up with your tongue.” With long licks I made my way up her ankle, licking her knees and her inner thighs that she made available by opening her legs wide. When I made my way to her glistening, wet pussy she stopped me cold by covering it with her hand. “No, no white girl. There’ll be plenty of that in a bit. Just leave the honey hole for later.” I was kind of.