Salmon ... clams ... garlic ... My stomach grumbled pleadingly as the heady aromas filled my head. I was choosing whether to cook or get take-out as I...walked to the door, but as the aromas increased when I unlocked the door ... I knew something special was going on.The stereo was playing The Commodores' "Oh No" just loud enough so that I had to raise my voice to make sure I was heard."HELLO... ?"From the kitchen I hear a familiar voice "Be right there ... Big Daddy..." Need any help in there?". I felt his hands grope my tits; I was now in an unfavourable position that I would do anything for him, maybes if he saw them, that would do for him not tell his dad. I pulled off his cock and he was not too pleased with the look on his face. “It’s ok I’m just making it easer for you”He watched as I took off my two jumpers, then my tee shirt. I am proud of my slim body and know I have nice pert tits for nearly being forty. I started to unclip my bra and let it fall from my naked breasts.. The scent brought an image of what his penis must look like. She slid her face lower, pressing against the top ridge of the jeans, and the scent was stronger. She felt saliva start to gather in her mouth.Her right hand moved down as if on its own accord and she followed it with her gaze. His penis stood out in relief against the fabric of his blue jeans, as if carved there by some erotic artist adept at such things. The tension was such that she could actually see the outline of the head, how. She just lives a cool life by her parent's while finshing economics studies. She had a couple of boyfrineds but nothing really outstanding and their sex life was rather average. Now she's single. In order to get some money, she still goes for the babysitting stuff she's done for many yeras now, including by those neighbours down the streets who know her from years and hired her for a very long time.This evenig again... They went out to a restaurant and theatre. Mr Gordon was wearin a modern.