"What do you want me to do?" She said, her voice suddenly suggestive. "Guess." Was my reply. Audrey smiled at me, then she lowered herself down until ...he was crouched in front of me. As I watched she flicked the tip of her tongue against the head of my cock. I gave a soft gasp, making her smile. She ran her tongue over the length of my cock. Then opened her lips and took my cock into her mouth. I gave a soft moan as I felt her mouth slid down the shaft. She slid down until her lips reached her. Joy. Laughter. She knew it was no longer her place anymore and suddenly she felt as though she was an intruder, breaking into the house of a stranger. Her hand shook as she re-opened the drawer of his bedside table, drawing out the buried picture frame he’d stowed away but probably never forgotten. Her brown eyes went to his first, shining blue, staring back at her with that smile, ‘I loved you..’ she whispered, touching the cold glass, feeling that chill run up from the surface through her. "No I can't come over to fuck you and no I didn't bring it up with Brian" Oh, yeah you're at work" No I am home recovering from yesterday" I say"Can I come over to your place and fuck you then? We could tear up your bed like you did to mine yesterday." No." Ok, I had an idea last night when I was watching some porn. You should ask hubby what kind of porn he watches maybe he will say, hotwife and you can bring me up then...lol. Hey I got to run. Don't fuck yourself to many times today thinking. The pigeons fluttered to make room for the woman's bare feet as she knelt in front of Gregory and put her hands in his lap. The sight of her apple sized breasts and cold-hardened nipples put a thirst in his mouth he hadn't known in some time, and when her gaze caught his again he found he couldn't look away."The season is now," She said very seriously.Gregory's mouth was agape."I-I-I'm sorry, miss, but I think we should find you some help. Do you know where you live?" Gregory tried to place.