As I turned her round my cock stroked against her bum and slipped between her thighs. I moved close to undo her bra and my rigid member pushed the lip... of her slit. I had watched her breasts bounce as Miss Phillips spanked her at the swimming baths but they felt magnificent as I held them from behind. I turned her round letting the bra fall to the floor and I stroked these wonderful breasts down to her nipples bringing a moan from Sarah. I sank to my knees, sliding my hands down her flat. An hour glass figure she stood with her hands on her hips.“Are you going to take that off?” She asked referring to my pants.I stood and hurriedly worked the catch as my shaft hardened in my jeans my gaze moving from her breasts to her smooth mound. I couldn’t wait to lick her and I suspect neither could she.As I kicked my pants off as she sat down on the blanket.I crawled towards her like a dog, my tongue eager to be buried deep inside her juicy pussy.She opened her legs. I leaned down and let. As soon and she forces/allows me in, her tongue starts to play with my dick. As her mouth relaxes she forces her tongue to push my dick onto the roof of her mouth. My dick-head, like a stylus on a record player, is sending the pleasure from the firm pressure and ridges on the roof of her mouth to balls and brains. My wife would say’ they’re the same place’! Deeper and deeper she allows me in until her tongue pops out and licks my balls. No one has ever done that to me until today. Forgetting. " what the fuck Sammy what were you even thinking?"Embarrassment flush on his face, his ears on fire. His face had never felt so hot. He put everything back the way it was in her bedroom before his exploration. Except for the soiled panties, those he kept, though he could not think of why. He left the door half cracked as it had been before. And ashamed walked across the small living room to the couch where he slept. Laid out his blankets, dressed in his pajamas. And went to bed. Still wearing.