" I swatted her butt as she passed. "I’m not as old as you think kid. Now get before I paddle your butt for that smart remark." Tiffany giggled ag...in and trotted up the stairs to her bedroom. Over the next several months, Tiffany and Mit seemed to become even closer friends. Their combined eighteenth birthday party was held on New Years Eve. It happened to be a Saturday night. I had hired a small local band to play for the party. The volume and that stuff they called music practically drove. We removed ourselves to the bedroom. The man removed his shoes and socks away from the camera.They kissed some more and my woman was encouraged to undo his belt and unzip his trousers.As promised the man was stiff and she commenced stroking him. It didn’t take long for the men to get her to kneel, slip her tongue out slowly, look slowly at the camera, then up to him, open her jaw wide and let his stiff rod slide into her mouth, very slowly, very slowly indeed.It was his turn to moan with. She breaks the kiss and looks down. "Oh, my John, it's beautiful." At this moment "Bolero" begins to play."John, did you pick this music on purpose?" No, Julie, I didn't." In law school my boyfriend and I would make love to this. We would start it playing and I would open his pants and get him hard during the flute part."She leans down and gently kisses the head of my cock. Her tongue emerges and skims the surface finding first drop of my semen. She hums along with the music as she let's the. He could also feel her tongue on the underside of his shaft. She really knew what she was doing. Ragan began to suspect that before her marriage to Wallace, Esme had learnt these skills whilst bedding perhaps rather more men than she had admitted to the previous evening down in the tavern. But no matter; Lord Ragan was rather fond of a lady with lots of experience.Esme continued slowly, lovingly sucking her Lord’s cock for some time, just occasionally coming up for air, or to switch to sucking.