Kneading the fleshytit. Squeezing it and flicking her tongue over the nipple. "Clean me bitch" was the next order and Jean went towork licking away ...he effects of the strenuous activity. Hertongue lapped away the sweat the covered the bulging bellybefore working its way down to between those thick blackthighs. The smell at and around that pussy was strong butnothing compared to what she discovered when she reached thewoman's anus. As with many heavy people it is difficult toclean that area. I look at her and say; " Well daddy satisfied you. Can you satisfy your daddy? I would really like a blow job. " She looks back at me and say; " I don't want to suck you off. I want to make you cum with my pussy instead. I love you and want to feel you inside me. So please! Make love to me. " I look at her and say; " Are you sure your ready? Do you really want to? " She nods her head and pulls her legs up my sides, letting her lips spread apart and my cock to slide right to the entrance of her. We trust each other and we both had agreed to do it before we were married. It will be fun and exciting, and we were confident that our relationship would not be affected. Besides we really only want to watch.As we arrive I hold onto Kevin's hand tight, I am nervous because I have never experienced a place like this. I am an open minded person who enjoys sex, turning my man on by satisfying his fantasies and paying attention to his needs and wants, keeps our fires burning for one another.. Very well preserved for her age, she was.Could that be another sort of invitation? I thought not. Tonight wasn't about lust -- about seeking that particular kind of warmth and comfort -- much as I craved it. It was about respect and gratitude. I wished her a quiet and restful night.The next morning Mercy had a hearty hot breakfast waiting when I came downstairs. Stacks of buttermilk pancakes with real maple syrup. Crisp bacon. Sausages. Hot crusty rolls. Women of her generation really knew how.