I opened the front door and was immediately aware of someone moaning loudly in the kitchen. I sighed. Sandy really was getting out of hand, I thought ...o myself as I started walking to the kitchen. I guess I hadn't been giving the proper example ever since her father and I separated and I started my 'Susan's Spring'. I opened the door, and though I couldn't see Sandy, it was clear what she was doing by the ecstatic look on the face of Arne, our summertime landscaper. I think I gave him quite a. Slowly, her hands drifted down to my belt, which she quietly unbuckled. My zipper came next, and then I felt the rain stinging my legs as she pulled my jeans down past my knees. I froze, unable to take my eyes off her hand as it searched for the fly on my boxers—then reached inside, stealing my breath as she grasped my hot, iron hardness. My dizzy head dropped to the soft cushion of her bosom, panting and groaning from her touch until I was longer and thicker than I’d ever been in my life. The. Next day she called me up at 11 am , asked me to meet her if i m free i was so exited to get her call i took bath and got ready . She called me to to her fault when there was no one in her house. When i reached the i rang the bell her maid opened the door. Her maid was young girl she was hardly 19. I went inside she came out in a night dress almost visible to her assets. We greeted each other and sat on sofa and we were very formal in front of her maid. She asked her maid to made prepare tea. She got up and went to the bathroom and when she came back, she whispered in my ear, ‘I left my panties off’. Then she pulled my hand to her crotch and encouraged me to play with her sex. I had learned enough of the female anatomy to be able to get her off quite nicely.“Then she said, ‘my turn’, and undid my trousers so that she could start to stroke my throbbing erection. ‘John dear,’ she said, ‘I can’t get you off like this ‘cause you’ll make a mess.’ But then her sorrowful look turned into a.