Definitely female!Her cunt smelled both sweet and musky, and make that heavy on the musk.Results for the night, an aching crotch that would keep me aw...ke until three in the morning. Oh well, such is life.Night five was a family function that precluded any get together with Jean, but there is always tomorrow.Night number six. The folks and little brother are out for the evening again with an ETA back home around midnight - 1:00 AM.I started another fire in the fireplace, and walked over to Jeans. Loz, sat there staring at her computer screen. Stunned at what had just happened and looking at the time in disbelief. She had just sat in front of her computer for four whole hours, looking at some of the most intense porn that she had ever seen and chatted with some complete stranger about things in her life that she hadn’t even shared with her best friend.He made her feel so comfortable. He made her feel like herself again…and she loved it. She wondered about his user name, Spilla, and how. Heavens to Betsy!Gee whillikers!Jumping Jehoshaphat!Holy moley!We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley, and even a regular guy couldn’t accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in China!Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when’s the last time anything was swell?Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A.; of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes and pedal pushers.Oh, my aching back. Kilroy was here, but. I started slowly sucking and licking it."MMMM, that's so good Simon." I started to lick her breasts and Mrs Pen started running her hands through my hair. I was so horny at this point that I could have cum without Mrs Pen laying a finger on me. I was tingling from head to toe. Mrs Pen must have sensed this because she asked me to stand up and strip off. I didn't hesitate. Within 20 seconds all my clothes were on the floor. Mrs Pen just stared at my large hard on."Wow it's so big. I've never.