She was sucking me like there was nothing else going on in the whole world. "Marybeth, hon, hon, you should take your clothes off, okay?" Bill asked a...d she lifted off me, looked back at him, then stood up and started disrobing. She was soon naked and even prettier than she was when Bill showed me her photos on his computer. As she was kneeling back down to resume sucking me, I asked her, "Um, I'd really want to fuck you Marybeth, and if you suck me until I cum, then it won't be as good." "But. She was in a skirt that day.As we went into her garage and got into her home, We quickly prepared dinner at 10 O'Clock the dinner was done. We had a great time. I made sure I made her laugh. I was impressed by myself. I then said, "I am gonna kiss you now. Tell me if you don't want to kiss back". I kissed her passionately. My dick was so hard, it was tearing my trousers down! She was probably a little surprised by my audacity, But slowly put her fingers into my curly hair and kissed me back. We. Her fingers began thrusting in and out of my pussy lips and every time they ventured out again, my body to trembled a little bit more. My back rubbed against the wall and sweat fell onto her head from mine. Air became sucked into my lungs quickly several times, but was always followed by a slow exhale. It was almost as if the hiccups had plagued my system, as my breathing had the same rhythm with my twitches. Eventually, she sucked in my pussy lips into her mouth a little bit. Intense pressure. I could read her saying, 'I love you too, Bernie.' Then she lowered her head again onto Peter The Great and puckered her cheeks anew.The words weren't new; we had exchanged them weeks earlier. Linda had spent the night in my apartment, something she did several times a week. We used hers the other nights, sleeping separately only about twice a week. Each of us kept a partial wardrobe in the other's bedroom. The words had not been uttered in the heat of passion, in the throes of mutual spurting.