I was crouched down on my knees, with my forearms on the floor and my ass in the air. What a spot to be discovered! I tried to control my heavy breath...ng and make myself as small and quiet as possible. I recognized the voices as that of my mom and her best friend Mrs. Jenkins.Mom was saying, "I'm so glad I ran into you. I get so stressed this time of year. A couple of sets of tennis is exactly what I need! Why don't you make yourself comfortable while I change." This was great, they would be. He immediately pushed her onto her knees as she raised her beautiful tight cheeks up for easy penetration. He entered in one sudden thrust and she almost squealed with excitement. “Fuck her. I want to see it.” I screamed as I came closer with my cock in my hand wanking furiously and getting closer and closer to his face. As Paul pounded into her I could see him getting closer and closer to my dick and I could tell he couldn’t wait to swallow my cock and I couldn’t wait to feel his lips wrapped. He closed his eyes and allowed alast, soft cry to escape his lips. She collapsed forwardonto him, her own eyes closed, her hands now loose at hissides. She sighed. There they lay, silent, for a time. Thenshe roused and climbed up to him. She loosed the bonds ofhis hands, and snuggled against his side. He put his armsaround her and held her tight, her warm, smooth skin softagainst his. They lay in silence for a while, then shesmiled up at him and kissed him gently on his lips."Good sir. Michael moves his head down. His hot breathe caressing her skin. Then his lips connect and Summer’s head tilts back slightly. She concentrates on the way his lips tease along her neck, touching so very gently with each kiss. A tingle runs down her spine. This is a man that knows how to please.His hand finally reaches the apex of her thighs. But he doesn’t proceed any further. Instead he just lets it rest there, the heat from it permeating into her. For Michael, this isn’t just about a lay—it is.