Mujhe bhi acha laga aur main bhi unke lips chus ne laga.Muhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa kya juise lips lag rahe the. Phir unhone meri t-shirt nikal di aur phir pa...jama bhi. Main sirf underwear main tha. Phir bua mere upar aa gai aur sab body pe kiss karne lagi. Aisa karte karte ho mere land k paas pohoch gai. Phir meri underwear bhi nikal di aur mere land ko pakad k chusne lagi. Ahhhhaaaaaaaaaaa bahut acha feel ho raha tha unke naram naram lips mera tight penish ko chush rahe the aur main ahhaaaaaaa kar. She was wearing a pair of white jeans and a red top that fitted her perfectly. When she saw me, she went as white as a ghost and I had to tell her that nothing was wrong, that I was just delivering a message from her brother. She started to laugh and said that it was her son and that she was 47 years old, I told her that she didn’t look it and she invited me in to give her the message.After I introduced myself I told her the message she was quite relieved and told me her name was Marlene and. But this time she was in her tight jeans wearing her tall leather boots and a leather vest with a light blue shirt under it. She had her long hair braided as usual and she certainly doesn’t look her age. We had a nice dinner and a few drinks at the bar, watching the news on the tv that didn’t look good. We had a few more drinks then went to the room where we watched more of the news lying on the bed. It probably was the drinks she had that made her lay her head on my lap and sighed.``Why didn’t. Thinking about what I wrote and what happened that night still makes me feel strange. Anyway, like I said, Tony had me by the hair, and just as he pulled my head down and my lips met the head of his rigid sex, suddenly a light shown in through the driver side window, and someone ordered us to get out of the car. It was the police! I don’t know if I felt frustration or this enormous sense of relief when they ordered us out of the car. I did pray a thanksgiving to God…I think. I know I really.