‘So, how’d you find me?’ She enquired, offering him a seat beside hers. ‘Not a difficult thing for a pro. I’ve been good at finding stuff si...ce I was a kid.’ ‘Oh! So that’s what I am. Stuff.’ She said, her face serious. ‘N-no that’s not what I meant.’ He stammered and she let out a loud guffaw. He stared at her, a hurtful expression on his face and she sobered up. ‘Ummm… sorry, but I couldn’t help it. I’m pretty good at giving surprises too, you know.’ ‘Ah well, forget it.’ He said waving his. My cock was making a tent that she eyed then rubbed lightly. She looked at me with a look of fevour in her eyes, "Now I get to taste you", she said and smiled. She didn't remove the boxers right away. Instead, leaning in, she rubbed my erect cock on her face, breathing heavily. Her bright red lip stick blazed against my white boxers. She took the head in her mouth and the sensation was amazing. I closed my eyes and uttered a loud "Aaaaah". Running her nails down my sides, and with my cock. He wrapped me in his arms, holding me tightly, his hands moved imperceptibly along my shoulders and down my spine in a smooth and soothing manner."There now, calm yourself. Crying will not help the situation at all." He leaned down and kissed the top of my head as he began rocking me back and forth like one would do with an infant c***d. As he rocked me I began feeling better and realized that my arm had slipped inside his robe and my hand was touching his damp chest."Feeling better now?" He. All was quiet in Alison's bedroom except the ticking of the clock beside the bed. I was rather surprised by how untidy the room was because she was a very neat and well groomed woman, there were clothes all over the place and I began to pick them up as I made my way to the window. As I threw the clothes on the bed a sudden flash of red caught my eye and I picked up a pair of panties; silky, nylon ones, there was a slight stain on the gusset, I held it to my nose and inhaled. Why did I do that?.