"Although she again gave a sceptical look, she leaned forward and pulled out my cock. She took it in my mouth as I drove. Deciding I was hungry and to...humiliate my little milf again, I went into a drive through. As we idled, she attempted to look up and I said, "Keep eating my meat baby, I am just going to order myself some meat."She paused on my cock as she processed this information, but then went back to savouring my stiff cock. I ordered my food and when I reached the pay window I was. I had no napkin.I licked it off.It was not mustard.No man ever put a baby down faster.It was the first and only time I have sprinted with my tongue protruding out.With a washcloth in each hand, I did the sort of routine shoeshine boys do, only I did it on my tongue.Later, after she stopped crying from laughing so hard, my wife said, “Now you know why they call that fancy mustard Poupon”.When you stop laughing, pass it on.This one is from John A.No one believes seniors ... everyone thinks they. "I had to laugh. "Once a month is about all I can handle them anyway. I'm more of a Coney Dog or an Arby's fan." You know we're being watched, don't you?" Sam asked in a whisper."No," I said without looking around. "I wasn't aware of it." I think it's a girl. Younger than me, maybe fifteen or so. I've caught a glimpse of her a couple of times when the wind blew a tree she is behind." Shit," I said softly. "Now I'm going to be worried about her. Is there anything we can do for her?" She'd. While I relaxed in the warm, sudsy water I replayed the scene from Saturday morning before you left. I had just stepped out of the shower when you threw me on the bed and started kissing me.Your mouth slowly worked its way down my body, stopping only to suck on my nipples. I felt them spring to life with your tongue. When your lips reached their destination, I was already wet with excitement.One touch of your tongue was enough to send shivers through my body. It wasn't long before I had peaked,.