Thanks Mann. Thanks for your help and suggestions, but I think I should leave the country now by saying that she got up from the sofa as well. I was j...st blank. I could not understand what to say at that moment, so I prefer to keep quite. I also got up from my sofa, and asked her to ‘take care. She just smiled and gave me a soft hug. But the hug was not the usual. There was something in that hug. It was soft but a long one. We could feel each other in that hug and it was like we didn’t want to. She gasps, then begins to cry. I take my arms and wrap them under her legs placing her ankles on my shoulders. Pulling out I let my semi-hard cock rest along her dripping slit.“Oh thank you, Sir, thank you, I am your good girl, thank you,” she says between sniffles. I reach down and direct my head into her wet hole and slide back in.“I am not finished with you yet,” I say as I push all of the ways in and hold. With her legs up on me, I reach up and untie the cloth. Without the tension on. Kinda cool, that, when you’re eighteen or nineteen.We nodded and said hello, but he was already on the clock, so we didn’t stop to talk. I stashed my leather apron and gloves into his locker (as a summer worker, I didn’t rate my own locker). Then I headed for the house. As tired as I was, I liked those the early mornings and watching the sun chase the night shadows across the valley as I strolled home.Usually, Glenda had gone back to bed when I got home, but sometimes she stayed up drinking. Using shorter strokes, she kept the head over her tongue so she would get the full benefit when his cum started to spurt. Jeanette heard him grunt and she heard his body thump against his side of the partition and she felt a big gusher of semen flooding her mouth, covering her tongue exactly the way she wanted. It was delicious but she knew there was more so she kept sucking until she had caught two more bursts of the viscous fluid.Jeanette could feel the monster cock starting to soften so she.