She is also supporting and enjoying. I rubbed her legs up to the thigh. She was so sexy and busty one.Then she told she is tired and going to the bedr...om. If I want to talk I have to go with her. So I went with her and she went to the bathroom and changed herself in tees and shorts.As she came out I asked to touch her cheeks as I like them and she permits me. I touched them and after that, I slowly touch to her lips and rub my fingers over her lips. She softly kisses them. Now I understood she. I tried to tease his head with my tongue, but in mere moments it pushed past, deeper into me, until it hit the entrance to my throat. Slowly, I felt him pull back, and I took a deep breath while the head hovered just inside my lips before driving, slowly, deep into me again. This time he pushed harder, until my nose was pressed against the zipper of his slacks, and his cock head entered my throat. He still held my jaw in his firm, strong hands as he began to fuck my face using slow strokes,. We were a long way from that delicious moment, and the climax to our encounter might be completely different to that, but there was no doubt that one way or another, Babette and I would soon be sharing his hot load between us. There was nothing sordid or dirty about this encounter. In fact it was developing into the perfect sexual experience for all of us. When Babette disconnected and straddled Johnny’s thighs, the wonderful image of his long thick cock disappearing into her sweet young cunt. True to his word about a week later he turned up with a beautiful gleaming brass cornet."Five quid to you, Jack, and I'll include music lessons."Now £5 was a hefty sum of money in the mid 1950's but I was thrifty and careful with my money. Some might call me tight-fisted -- my brother does -- but I refute that statement. Just because Silas Marner and Ebenezer Scrooge are my role models doesn't make me POSB.I examined the instrument carefully. It bore the name Boosey and Hawks, which I knew was.