I slide my feet into some strappy heels and tie them tightly around my nylons and strut back into the lounge to see what you think...You smile so I gu...ss you like what you see? Today you want to play a naughty game and want me blindfolded, so you take another stocking and gently tie it around me so I can just see hazily through it. I can then feel your hands exploring my body, darting in and out of my knickers over my smooth cock and parting my cheeks, pressing up against my lubricated ass. As. And a tiny jolt if touching wrong, but he just did not get it. He improved somewhat, but not that much.The first night he and his wife were together at the institute, his fingering was probably not the best, but the wife had come to like the feel of a phallic up in her so pushed his hand aside, rubbed her clit to wet herself and pulled him to her to enter her. He was ecstatic that she actually touched his cock in her cardinal lust and want him to fuck her. He did not last that long, but she. You gulp and surp yourself out of me and begin lapping at my clit, nibbling, biting, sucking, until I cum with a slap of my muscular thighs against your face. I reach behind you to grab your amazingly still-stiff cock, jerking it, smiling at you. I slide backwards. "I want you in my ass," I growl, spinning around to show you that tasty backside. "I want your cum inside my asshole." My ass, wet from your cum and still drenched from the soaking you'd given it with your mouth, tightly accomodates. “You wouldn’t happen to know anything about it?” Dick asked.Burl said, “If I wanted to give her some money, I could just walk next door. There’s no need to mail it.”“That’s true,” Dick said. “Unless you wanted to remain anonymous.”“There’s no need to be anonymous. A lot of people in the neighborhood help her out. George has been taking care of her car. He only charges her parts,” Burl said. “You’ve helped her with plumbing.”“Only the simple stuff,” Dick said.“Still, it helps,” Burl said.“I.