"I'm not telling. I'll go get your coffee Jay." Sue said being embarrassed."I will help you." Cynthia offered."You have a nice house Wes." I said."Tha...ks! Is this the girl you told me you were living with in Fort Knox?" he asked."Yes the one I met at the drive-in." You didn't tell me she looked that good, she is a knockout! He responded."Are you saying I only had ugly girlfriends?" You know what I mean. I cannot believe you treated her, like shit. I am surprised she is having anything else to. I took the thumbsup can and I kept my dick inside the drink and kept it in her mouth and she is loving it.She brought some cream and topped my dick with cream, she had it and cleaned my dick with her tongue. I came out on the couch.Now it’s my turn to eat her. I removed her saree and panties. Wow, that’s a pink matured pussy. I slowly kissed her thighs and kissed her pussy lips. The smell is great and just started eating her out. I kept my tongue in her hole and she is moaning like hell. I kept. She teeters on her toes, waving her arms to steady her. Finding her balance, she takes a deep breath and renews her self indulgence by crying some more. Dutifully she keeps asking for more. Each time she asks, I hear the desperate hope of a break in her voice. I keep whipping. Aiming at her inner thigh while standing behind her, I turn the entire region into flaming red pain. Crying, in pain and shame, she continues."27 daddy-y-y. Can I-I-I have another-er-er?" I circle back around while. She also knew that if she was to get up right now and look, there would be a damp spot on her leather desk chair. By the time she had gotten home that night, Miranda was so wet and aroused that she could hardly think straight. It was a very good thing, she had a lot of errands to run after work, because every time she even thought about touching herself, his last text to her about her wetness and arousal being for him, stopped her for some reason. She thought that maybe he wanted to see her.