My hips gyrate wildly against his probing, flickering tongue. My head now a blur as it screams up and down his cock. Suddenly he pulls his mouth from ...y pussy …my clit aching for release. My mouth slips from his cock and my eager tongue starts to lap at his balls. Drawing one ball into my mouth and bathing it. Releasing the first and drawing the second one in and sucking and flickering my tongue over it feeling his cock jerk yet again on my breast bone. My fingers tracing the crevice of his. I could feel the dildo in her ass against my cock as I let her get used to me filling her. For an older lady that had three kids, her pussy was TIGHT!Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I began to fuck her, slowly at first, then I picked up the pace. As I started fucking her harder, I was also working the glass dildo in and out of her ass. Less than five minutes later she was screaming and cumming on my cock. I don't know how I held back, but I did. Still pulling her hair, I kept fucking her. I. Those were the moments I used to die for. I always wished that we both alone are in the lift.It gets stuck, but these things happen only in movies. She used to live on the fifth floor, and I was 2 floors above. The travel of 5 floors with her company was like a dream coming true. As we lived in the same building, we knew each other. But the relationship was mere till a hi/hello or a simple smile.I used to think of ways to move ahead. But since living in the same building was a little cautious.. Then to clear a path to his second field. It was hard work and kept his mind empty, which was what he wanted. It took an hour to clear everything to his satisfaction, and then he tended to the animals.He returned to the house and sat in the kitchen, waiting for the kettle to boil for tea. He was tired and cold, but the kitchen was warm and he felt comfortable and peaceful. It was getting towards evening and it felt like a long day already. He made the tea, set out two mugs and waited for it to.