She would always listen to what I had to say and give me advice. When she started going thru her things with her then husband. I was there to listen t... hear and tell her things are gonna be ok. Her husband was an addict and was causing her and her c***dren to much pain. She eventually kicked him out the house and filed for divorce. With her husband out the picture Mary had to take care of the house needs on her own. She was dealing with a lot that she had to quit her job so she could look for. As she lowered my pants, I realised how much I was exposed and hoped that no one could see what we were doing, but that concern quickly melted away as I felt Sarah's warm tongue caressing my bum and my tight little pussy. Jesus, this woman was taking control of me as skillfully as she'd controlled the horse and, like the horse, I knew there was nothing I could do to stop her.My mind was spinning with the pleasure I was feeling but I knew that what I needed now more than anything was to see and. He looked down at me with large eyes and an open mouth. I could already see the bulge in his pants forming. He was fairly well-hung, probably one of the better guys I had ever been with in terms of size, which made him bearable. Even though he wasn’t overly skilled or knowledgeable of how to please a woman, the size made him passable. ‘And lastly, just because you can’t go anymore’—I told him, my hands on his thighs, my mouth hovering just above his hardening member—’Doesn’t mean that I’m done. Harley was twenty nine years old, eleven years her senior, but even that didn’t deter his mind and body from thinking and feeling what was just below the surface. He hadn’t felt things he was feeling now since he was a kid, and wrestling with the prom queen in the back seat of his daddy’s car. Not that he saw him and Keni in the back seat of an old Cadillac. No, what he saw was them in a king sized bed, with hot, sweaty bodies and coiled together like a pair of snakes in mating season. Six.